She forced herself not to think of John. Too easily roused emotions and too little passion. She felt that Ann Veronica had duped her in that dream, and now that she had come up to London she might as well speak her mind. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. Playing became a way of escape. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. "Is she married?" he asked, after a brief pause. " "I can't.
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