Ann Veronica’s tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes upon him, wondering what it might be that impended. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. “You see, it comes after all,” she continued, “from certain original convictions which have become my religion. “If I am,” he answered, reddening, “you can scarcely assert that it is without a cause. ” A man who had been sitting with his hat tilted over his eyes at an adjacent table had risen to his feet and stood suddenly before them.
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