In addition to the various business men, solicitors, civil servants, and widow
ladies who lived in the Morningside Park Avenue, there was a certain family of
alien sympathies and artistic quality, the Widgetts, with which Ann Veronica had
become very friendly. The winters were terrible in cold climates, and she
often had been driven to dig herself large underground
pits where she waited it out like a mole in the cold
months. "What's that to you?" retorted Jack, surlily. “Why will you not be sensible? Go back to
your old life and your old friends, and forget all about Paris and this absurd
delusion of yours. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call
out "Mother!"
"Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed. "Is this Jack Sheppard? Oh, la! I'm undone!
We shall all have our throats cut! Oh! oh!" And she rushed, screaming, into the
passage where she fell down in a fit. In no way could he be said to
contribute to the gaiety of the little party. That would come later. "I don't know," she answered vaguely.
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