She wanted to come, and I wouldn't let her. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. “Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. " Mrs. “But it is so difficult——” “Not at all,” he answered eagerly. He's safe enough now. Not only that, but he carried himself erect— the slight slouch which had bent his shoulders had altogether disappeared. Of the vast mass of these impressions Ann Veronica could make nothing at the time; there they were—Fact! She stored them away in a mind naturally retentive, as a squirrel stores away nuts, for further digestion. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest.
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