There were moments when Ann Veronica rather more than suspected the chief speakers to be, as school-boys say, showing off at her. What a pig she was. Ramage pursed his rather loose lips and shrugged his shoulders, with his eyes fixed steadily upon her. She rested for a half hour in heaven on earth, feeling herself drift in and out of sleep. " "And were I in yours," rejoined the woollen-draper, "I should be doubly apprehensive, because he's a professed friend. But I am always afraid that he may get in while I am away. Good riddance to bad rubbish.
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