“There’s morbid beauty,” said Ann Veronica. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. Miss Stanley threw aside a black cloak to reveal a discreet and dignified arrangement of brown silk, and then embraced Ann Veronica with warmth. She could not help devouring him a little with her eyes across the Burger King booth, handsome shoulders visibly solid underneath his ridiculous polo shirt, his eyes all sweetness and light. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. "Won't you sit down?" "I beg your pardon! Come into the consultation office"; and the doctor led the way.
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