‘Espèce de bête,’ she snarled. She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. ” “I suppose all men,” said Ann Veronica, in a tone of detached criticism, “get some such entanglement. " "Or the flat stones in the meadows, teeming with life underneath. “You heard no pistol-shot?” “None. " Then he looked at Ruth. I am afraid, Anna, just a little afraid, that in Paris I and my friends here might seem a trifle advanced. " "I know; but …" "And sometimes you say out loud: 'That's great stuff!' I never make any sound. Bah.
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