It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. The funeral, it has just been said, took place on that day. “I won’t have you quarrelling and crying in the Avenue,” he said. He could not contain his satisfaction, but chuckled, and rubbed his hands with delight. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. ” She glared at Sebastian over the drawing table where she was sketching in chalk, then over at the fifteen year old boy who was asleep in a disheveled pile of rushes in the corner. I'd like to be alone now.
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