"His wife is still living," returned Kneebone, drily. “This girl—she’s really a very charming, frank person—had had her imagination fired, so she told me, by a school performance of Romeo and Juliet. Supposing she saw the young man at dinner that night, emptying his bottle? She could not go to him, sit down and draw the sordid pictures she had seen so often. He's safe enough now. CHAPTER XII. ” “I know—” said Ramage, with sympathy. “The first person you love, Ann Veronica, is yourself—get hold of that! The soul you have to save is Ann Veronica’s soul. Only au revoir. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face. “You are coming right out into life—facing it all. " The clock tinkled ten.
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