She would lure him, as he was an easily tempted child predator who could even more easily be turned into prey. But what the deuce! He was human; he was a machine only when on the hunt. Ann Veronica stared at his foolish, propitiatory smile, his hungry gaze, through one moment of amazement, then stepped aside and went on her way with a quickened step. But as the students sat about Miss Garvice’s tea-pot and drank tea or smoked cigarettes, the talk got away from Capes. “And aren’t there fees to pay at the Imperial College?” her aunt was saying—a disagreeable question. It’s true.
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