As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!— let him deny it if he can. You want me to be clean. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. It occurred to Ann Veronica once that she had known him when he was younger, but day had followed day, and each had largely obliterated the impression of its predecessor.
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