At that, the girl jumped up. Martin said “Hi” to her in the halls every day now, a sure sign of trouble. “And what on earth,” he said, “do you think the world is made of? Why do you think I have been doing things for you? The abstract pleasure of goodness? Are you one of the members of that great white sisterhood that takes and does not give? The good accepting woman! Do you really suppose a girl is entitled to live at free quarters on any man she meets without giving any return?” “I thought,” said Ann Veronica, “you were my friend. ” “You did not——” “Wait, Annabel! When I arrived in London I went to live in the cheapest place I could find. ‘It is pretty. I will be as silent as the grave.
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