“Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with
some man?”
“What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad
as to go off alone?”
“After—after what had happened the night before?”
“Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face
as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the
very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and
there, sure enough, was yours. ”
“We will go together,” she answered. “The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the
word; we’re litter. The eyes, too,
though large and bright, and shaded by long lashes, seemed to betoken, as hazel
eyes generally do in men, a faithless and uncertain disposition. Ann Veronica became violently excited at the sight. She shrank from him as he gripped her hand more
forcibly. When he found
himself thinking about it, it upset him so that he at once resorted to distraction. ’
‘Who is that?’ demanded Lucilla eagerly. I simply warn you. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had
become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the
meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in
a book read and closed. ’
He gave the gaping Pottiswick a shove, passing him on to his junior, who was
waiting patiently by the kitchen door.
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