She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling. This door, which was open, Jonathan locked and took out the key. As it happens sometimes, the idea stepped down from the dream into the reality; and he saw it more clearly now than he had seen it in the dream. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change.
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