I cannot have my wife distressed or worried. That he’s come here at all shows he’ll stop at nothing. He was not, in truth, much of a ladies’ man. Deep silences came between them. But De Maupassant—sheer off! Stick to Dickens and Thackeray and Hugo. Kneebone and his friends would be glad of a little refreshment. “May I ask whether you are staying with friends in town?” he inquired deferentially. Of the vast mass of these impressions Ann Veronica could make nothing at the time; there they were—Fact! She stored them away in a mind naturally retentive, as a squirrel stores away nuts, for further digestion.
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