“I came to London,” said Ann Veronica, “rather because of my own difficulty. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. ’ ‘Poor little devil,’ said Gerald, genuinely sorry for her. He used to live in a boarding-house in Russell Square. It is a most inauspicious start for you. She opened her eyes. "You will finish your education in the East and return. He would ask her to come to dinner with him in some little Italian or semiBohemian restaurant in the district toward Soho, or in one of the more stylish and magnificent establishments about Piccadilly Circus, and for the most part she did not care to refuse. That blow made me a thief. A moment before he had been a strong man, she had been in his power, a poor helpless thing. She was still good at following orders. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad to have her that he defeated himself, and did crude and alarming and senseless things. And this though he was evidently passionately in love with her. " Then he became merciful. All that he had sown that afternoon with such infinite care was as nothing compared to this seed, cast without forethought.
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