Cathy commented, “You look very nice, Lucy. She was delivered home by 11:30pm. She is like some character out of Phra the
Phoenician: she's been buried for thirty years and just been excavated. I can't run in these heavy fetters. ”
“It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. He came in apologetically; all the old “Well, and how ARE we?”
note gone; and once he asked Ann Veronica, almost furtively,
“How’s Alice getting on, Vee?” Finally, on the Day, he appeared like his old
professional self transfigured, in the most beautiful light gray trousers Ann
Veronica had ever seen and a new shiny silk hat with a most becoming roll. For the
young, immortality must seem promising, even
wonderful! The grass is always greener on the other
side.
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