They struck her as cold and indifferent. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. After an hour of waiting, she slammed her bedroom door and he returned to his basement. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed. Part 5 Yet Ann Veronica was thinking a very great deal about love. And you don’t know what led to our separation.
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