Ann Veronica’s appearance was brief and undistinguished. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. Jim is up to the neck in Mahatmas and Theosophy and Higher Thought and rot—writes letters worse than Alice. I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again.
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