“Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?” Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause him pain. For a second time Ann Veronica wanted to swear at the universe. He was in misery; he was paying for last night's debauch. ‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was Nicholas’s wife, of course. The doctor's lessons, perhaps delivered with too much serious emphasis, had destroyed that buoyant confidence in her ability to take care of herself. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. For five minutes he has been trying to think of something to say.
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