At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face. “Um, okay. " "Sir Rowland is my brother," resumed Lady Trafford coldly. His literary instincts were reviving. ’ ‘Also madame his wife—’ Charvill’s gorge rose. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. She became more assertive, more defiant. 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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