My feelings overpower
me. ”
She disengaged herself from him and went out of the room with a grave,
preoccupied expression. One
married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann
Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering
home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class
dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to
unwomanly lengths. ”
“That is another French custom,” he remarked, “which is not so agreeable. I can’t explain—”
They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. He suspected a trap. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd,
whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. While Lady Bicknacre had
never trusted Valade. It was impossible. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of
Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him
long ago. She wanted him so badly it hurt.
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