“You must have heard—have you—oh, tell me, won’t you?” she begged. “I wonder,” said Ann Veronica at last, “if I am beautiful? I wonder if I shall ever shine like a light, like a translucent goddess?— “I wonder— “I suppose girls and women have prayed for this, have come to this—In Babylon, in Nineveh. Leave go, I tell you!" and he forced open the knife with his teeth. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. The truth was impossible, indecent. The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. "I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay. If it were but the question of his reason for marrying her, the solution would have been simple. “And to-night we are friends?” “We are friends,” said Ann Veronica, and drew her hand quickly away from him. ’ ‘What is all this about your proof?’ demanded Roding, diverted. And all to satisfy a succession of rapacious lightskirts. But you couldn't.
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