On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. He dressed rather after the fashion of the West End than the City, and affected a cultured urbanity that somehow disconcerted and always annoyed Ann Veronica’s father extremely. S. I chose you for your strength, your cunning, your intelligence, your great beauty. Assessing him as harmless, she had remained friendly, albeit aloof. A paralyzing horror was upon her. She had gone into Morgan's one afternoon for a bag of salt.
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