He was always deceived by these rustlings which promised wind and seldom fulfilled that promise. “Your little flag of pride must flutter down with the rest of them, Ann Veronica. I was perfectly satisfied with your appearance. Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. "What's that to you?" retorted Jack, surlily. She meant to leave anyway, or so she would tell herself later.
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