Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a
rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. ”
“Do you think of these things—these matters—as belonging to our Higher
Nature or our Lower?”
“I don’t deal in Higher Things, I tell you,” said Ann Veronica, “or Lower, for
the matter of that. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. Even in the daylight, it had a sombre and suspicious air, and
seemed to slink back from the adjoining houses, as if afraid of their society. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling
manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. \"God, it's too curly for a brush. Depend upon it, there is
a place for you—waiting. "
"For an old bachelor?"
"A human old bachelor. Stanley,
putting his hands on the table in the manner rather of a barrister than a solicitor,
and regarding her balefully through his glasses with quite undisguised animosity,
asked, “And may I presume to inquire, then, what you mean to do?—how do
you propose to live?”
“I shall live,” sobbed Ann Veronica. ’
Her face fell. ” He moved
himself from the recliner to the couch and patted a
cushion.
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