Anyhow, he did not sentimentalize her. So presently they got into a hansom together, and Ann Veronica sat back feeling very luxurious and pleasant, and looked at the light and stir and misty glitter of the street traffic from under slightly drooping eyelids, while Ramage sat closer to her than he need have done, and glanced ever and again at her face, and made to speak and said nothing. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. It was an easy one to smell early on, Sebastian had taught her: anything reproductive. She saw herself building up a life upon that —a life restrained, kindly, beautiful, a little pathetic and altogether dignified; a life of great disciplines and suppressions and extensive reserves. "The poor young man!" she said.
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