Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. She could feel her face turning beet red. “How dare you!” she panted, with her world screaming and grimacing insult at her. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment. ” “I say,” she reflected, “you ARE rather the master, you know. Heliers. ‘En tout cas, it is not reasonable that I could be at all in love with him. "The feeling is dead within my breast. . One always dreamed of this and never believed it. “Rummy lot we are!” said Roddy. ” “She has chances?” he said, helping her out.
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