Everywhere else—the law, medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. . “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. Why should I peep at it through smoked glass to see things that don’t affect me?” He smiled his delight at his companion. Arrived in the plantation she sat down with her back against a tree trunk.
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