" Ruth stood with drawn brows; she was trying to recall. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. Ann Veronica found herself walking back down the Avenue that had just been the scene of her first proposal beside her aunt, and speculating for the first time in her life about that lady’s mental attitudes. We leave England to-night. ” “Because your nerves were exposed, that was no excuse for my touching them. I feel beautiful. She saw herself building up a life upon that —a life restrained, kindly, beautiful, a little pathetic and altogether dignified; a life of great disciplines and suppressions and extensive reserves. She interrupted.
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