‘Silence,’ he warned again, with a prod of the dagger at her heart. “Don’t forget to take off your shoes. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. He came in apologetically; all the old “Well, and how ARE we?” note gone; and once he asked Ann Veronica, almost furtively, “How’s Alice getting on, Vee?” Finally, on the Day, he appeared like his old professional self transfigured, in the most beautiful light gray trousers Ann Veronica had ever seen and a new shiny silk hat with a most becoming roll. But the lady was not so easily won; and though she did not absolutely reject him, gave him very slight hopes. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow.
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