The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. Ann Veronica’s desire to laugh unrestrainedly was checked by the tremendous earnestness of his expression. Besides this, each had a large black patch over his right eye, and a very queer twist at the left side of his mouth, so that if their object had been disguise, they could not have adopted better precautions. A woman touched him lightly on the arm, and smiled into his face. “Mike, what’s going on?” She sat up, groggily rubbing her eyes. ‘Gerald, this is a nun’s habit. "Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by some inner glory.
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