His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the stores. Jolly hard life for a girl, getting a living. " While he was thus musing, he fancied he heard the lock tried. “And what is it all about, Veronica?” he asked, with a deliberate note of irony, looking at her a little quizzically over his glasses. ‘Yes, a very sad story,’ agreed the major. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. It stunned her.
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