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Will you please—Not now, or I must go. He advanced a step towards her. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face, and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind, the word “meretricious. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. “Well,” he said at last slowly, “I’ll pay it. On the contrary, I am altogether satisfied. “Oh, you know,” she said. He—” “Here they are!” said Ann Veronica as the bell sounded.
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