One married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to unwomanly lengths. It is foolish, she murmured to herself, foolish. The piece, in three movements, was short enough anyway. She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. Your uncle—our uncle is with him. "You knew better than to bring her here under the circumstances. One wants helpers and protectors—and clean water. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair.
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