” “You will give up anything I wish you to give up. “Odd!” she said. “I wish he had,” she said. ‘What in the world is that?’ demanded Miss Froxfield. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. I’d take it— forgive me if I seem a little urgent—as a sort of proof of friendliness. ‘Why, that’s it. ” Suppose in some complex yet conceivable way women were endowed, were no longer economically and socially dependent on men. “Ann Veronica,” he said, “I tell you this is love. How she learned of her heritage I do not know, but you need not imagine that it is greed that drives her. It is no good arguing about a thing like that. ” He was strangely silent. But Darrell averted his head. “I wouldn’t.
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