“You found the flat easily?” said Capes in the pause. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. Gods! what it must be to pour out strong, splendid verse—mighty lines! mighty lines! If I do, Ann Veronica, it will be you. Lucy thought of herself as belonging to Sebastian whether she liked it or not. His manner was deferential, even eager. She had dreaded the beginning of this hour. She said”—Ann Veronica shivered again—“‘I hope it won’t make you uncomfortable, my dear’—like that—‘and whatever you do, do be careful of your hair!’ I think—I judge from her manner—that she thought it was just a little indelicate of us—considering everything; but she tried to be practical and sympathetic and live down to our standards. You don't realize what you have done. You have friends, acquaintances, social standing, brothers and sisters, every advantage! Instead of which, you want to go to some mixed classes or other and cut up rabbits and dance about at nights in wild costumes with casual art student friends and God knows who. She felt draggled and insulted beyond redemption. " "I don't see how this is to be effected, unless you yourself were present at the time," said Wood, glancing suspiciously at the speaker.
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