She was weeping now. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry, warmed an already pretty face. “And think, think”—her voice sank —“of the horrible coarseness!” “What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. “The life of a private secretary is positively one of slavery.
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