There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. She went on from street to street, and all the glory of London had departed. What had happened to it? She had broken it, certainly. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood.
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