“I know. If you can imagine it, I survived it. I had a sort of idea,” he went on, “that you were starting life all over again, and it seemed awfully plucky. “At a boarding-house?” he gasped. She felt that Ann Veronica had duped her in that dream, and now that she had come up to London she might as well speak her mind. ToC London, at the period of this history, boasted only a single bridge. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply. A shy virgin bride would not press her thigh sinuously against his, nor consent indeed to this clandestine little comedy he had been playing.
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