The captain saw it too and nodded at the boy. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully, with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to discuss a point. "Is there anything wrong with it?" "Wrong? Why, you have been imposed upon somewhere. Pull over there. But I can easily bring in a sing-song girl to play for you. “You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?” “I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I understand. ‘Difficult, I grant you. "Oh God! she is dying," exclaimed Jack in a voice suffocated by emotion.
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