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I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris. She liked to do it for Cathy Beck, so that she could relax after waitressing all day at the Big Apple with a homemade meal. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters.

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