Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a few feet away from him, guiltily. Part 6 When Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve in her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust. 270 “Curse that boy!” He chuckled and stomped the water. ’ Joan sniffed. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. “Queer letters he writes,” she said.
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