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” “You must admit,” he declared, “that to us—who had seen you—the thought of your trying anything else was amazing. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. “I am perfectly certain that that man meant to be rude to me. And now you are acting the cuckold, because I do not wish to waste my seed in your barren womb?\" She was too devastated to answer him. He would read the jokes and illustrate them; and after a time I could see the point of a joke without having it explained to me. I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. ‘How dull it must have been for you, poor little one. Gerald? But could he be here so quickly? She hastily dabbed at her eyes, thankful for the darkness that she saw had come on outside unnoticed, dimming the room. Disgusted him! “For men policemen never blush; A man in all things scores so much. “I will make all things possible. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. Whatever happened she need never return to that possibility. I daresay you have the whole thing wrong, Gerald.
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