It came to Ann Veronica one night after a long talk with Miss Miniver, as a sudden remarkable thing, as a grotesque, novel aspect, that this slowly elaborating biological scheme had something more than an academic interest for herself. And she had been doubting since that walk in the Zoological Gardens whether, indeed, he did simply care for her. "By G—! she has missed her footing. He then arose, and, taking a few turns in the chamber, stopped suddenly before her. Forgive me. “I love you. ” “Is it necessary,” he said, “for me to tell you——” “Stop, please,” she said firmly. When the woollen-draper was nearly worn out, the Amazon watched her opportunity, and hitting him on the arm, disabled it. Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. Get nothing out of me. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity.
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