“I wonder,” he said, and went off at a tangent. ”
He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat
upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. ”
“I thought I explained—”
“Come home!”
Ann Veronica shrugged her shoulders. The street was deserted, no
pedestrian school-goers walked immediately in front or
behind them. ‘Who’s this, then? Not soldiers again. Never in this world! Let
the hotel people take care of him; it's their affair. "He is," returned Quilt, significantly. ” He
said wistfully. “What the hell. ” She said bitterly. “We have to get in, I think,” said a nice little old lady in a bonnet to
Ann Veronica, speaking with a voice that quavered a little. ‘Unless he is
himself a man of substance.
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