"Why, hello, Ah Cum! What's the trouble?" Ah Cum took his hands from his sleeves. I hope—I am sure that he did not see me. Then one old crone, short-sighted and shaky-handed, called Ann Veronica “dearie,” and made some remark, obscure and slangy, of which the spirit rather than the words penetrated to her understanding. But I was portentous, I can assure you. He began to talk again in quick undertones that she could not clearly hear. What need had she of Gerald, or anyone? Yet, if he was here, would he not make some foolish game with her and make her laugh? Instead of behaving in this fashion so stupide, and crying, crying, crying. Even though I knew you’d no one else to care. A strong coarse man, and there were things in his eyes which made my blood run cold with terror. It is the vapouring school girl.
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