Someone was coming out of the house. So the talk went on. “Oh! please don’t lose yourself in a wilderness of secondary considerations,” she said. Supposing the wire should break and her head tumble off her shoulders into the street? The whimsey caused another smile to ripple across her lips. We'll try whether he'll get loose again. These sweeping dignities were not within the compass of her will; she remembered she liked Ramage, and owed things to him, and she was interested—she was profoundly interested. It was among artistic people. This was in Tennessee. ’ ‘It’s too late for that,’ Gerald told her evenly. 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.
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