“But the thing is, I want a job. He seemed to have shrunken in his seat. ” He shook his head, and threw open the door of a great dimly-lit apartment on the ground floor. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. Ann Veronica wondered what her father would do if she were to tell him the full story of her relations with Ramage. “What made you think” he said, abruptly, with the gleam of avidity in his face, “that love makes people happy?” “I know it must. . But it would be too risky. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. He was alarmed when she returned to the stage and her eyes passed over him in the audience. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. ‘Tell me, my boy.
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