He had not bothered to take off his raincoat and his umbrella sat dripping on his modern ice cube of a table. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. ” She said. Her aunt had a once exasperating habit of interrupting her work with demands for small household services, but now Ann Veronica rendered them with a queer readiness of anticipatory propitiation. The girl suppressed a chuckle that would have been inexplicable. E. “Whither away?” he said, very distinctly in a curiously wheedling voice. ‘One would take it that the house had been ransacked. Personally, however, I doubt if—’ ‘Charvill?’ interrupted Gerald without ceremony, all his senses at once on the alert. Alexander and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.
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