CHAPTER IX. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. “I’d give anything,” he remarked, “to see our little Vee happily and comfortably married. It was his particular hobby, and the leisure he had to apply to it had given him a remarkable appraising eye. “Do you hear!” she said “whatever you are, wherever you are! I will not be slave to the thought of any man, slave to the customs of any time. He was helpful, but gravely dubious. “You’ve no right to badger me like this, Veronica,” he said. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. ” “We do.
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