“I can get very angry. ‘That—that—why do you speak of him?’ ‘Because I feel you ought to know,’ Gerald said calmly, but rising and watching her closely, ‘that all your trouble may be in vain. She ought to have been disposed to faint and scream at all these happenings; she ought to have maintained a front of outraged dignity to veil the sinking of her heart. Nature is God, Anna, and the greatest artist of us all a pigmy. The distinction lay chiefly in the right to pat their heads. Recollect that. All these experiences have taught me a great deal about life and realities. That wrappered life, as you call it—we’ve burned the confounded rags! Danced out of it! We’re stark!” “Stark!” echoed Ann Veronica. I thought I’d see Paris, do the thing—like a toff. “His stipend forbade it,” she said, and seemed to fall into a train of thought. We are not altogether strangers, are we? I feel that under the circumstances I have the right to offer you my advice, and if necessary my help.
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