He was wrapped in a laced roquelaure, which he threw off on his entrance into the room. Part 6 When Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve in her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust. She had to explain about and pay off that forty pounds. Wood scarcely knew where he was. “And children must we women bear— “Oh, damn!” she cried, as the hundred-and-first couplet or so presented itself in her unwilling brain. The clergyman, meanwhile, proceeded with the service, while the coffin was deposited at the brink of the grave. Perhaps, after all, the others were right. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. But then the features changed. If such a thing in connexion with him had been possible they would have declared that he was in a towering rage.
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