“MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. Stones and brickbats were showered on all sides, and Mr. Ann Veronica’s experiences of men had been among more stable types—Teddy, who was always absurd; her father, who was always authoritative and sentimental; Manning, who was always Manning. Somehow to-night—I don’t know. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued.
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