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He was speechless. ‘That’s better. But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. They talked across their meal in an easy and friendly manner about Ann Veronica’s affairs. “You were talking to that fellow Ramage to-day—in the Avenue. "Where is he, then?" demanded the other, hastily. ” He came and stood on the hearthrug close to her. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. Wood's astonishment and displeasure momentarily increased. It is quite a descent from the clouds, isn’t it?” “I will accept that,” Anna said, “as accounting for the surprise. ’ ‘Like this?’ ‘Parfait. Papa doesn't even care, but he just goes along with whatever my Mom says.
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