” “Girls!” cried Ann Veronica. Her father intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the latch. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. “If my own mother was alive,” sobbed Ann Veronica, “she would understand.
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