Ann Veronica loved beautiful things, and the beauty of undraped loveliness not least among them; but these were pictures that did but insist coarsely upon the roundness of women’s bodies. She had a compartment to herself in the train from London to Morningside Park, and she sat with both her feet on the seat in an attitude that would certainly have distressed her mother to see, and horrified her grandmother beyond measure; she sat with her knees up to her chin and her hands clasped before them, and she was so lost in thought that she discovered with a start, from a lettered lamp, that she was at Morningside Park, and thought she was moving out of the station, whereas she was only moving in. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. But why this part of the plan now seemed to her quite unattractive was a question she did not care to examine too closely. It’s too valiant, Miss Stanley, too valiant altogether!” Ann Veronica meditated. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. Goodbye. They’re in grad school and they both live in New York. He disappeared after getting my foster sister Traci pregnant.
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