Gosse was backing towards the table. It was still possible the child might be in safety. Gods! what it must be to pour out strong, splendid verse—mighty lines! mighty lines! If I do, Ann Veronica, it will be you. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. He spoke only when he saw the sing-song girl he wanted to buy. Even Ah Cum had resumed his Oriental shell of reserve.
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