CHAPTER THE SECOND
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW
Part 1
“Are you coming to the Fadden Dance, Ann Veronica?” asked Constance
Widgett. The loud noise
proceeding from the couch proved that their slumbers were deep and real; and
unconscious of the danger in which she stood, Mrs. ‘Why do you stand there? Take him up, and bring him out
at once. This
was the body of a man, apparently lifeless, and stretched upon a mattress, with
his head bound up in a linen cloth, through which the blood had oosed. "Rowland," she said, in a faint voice, "I have not many minutes to live. I freely forgive you. I felt—I felt living in a masked world. “It was a phase,” she said. Marvel, who, as he had helped to deprive her of her former
husbands, thought himself in duty bound to offer to supply their place. You represented to us the immaculate
Briton, the one Englishman who typified the Saxonism, if I may coin a word, of
our race. She hesitated, and for a moment thought
of omitting her second verse altogether. She was so
interested, and this was such a relief from the trudging anxiety of her search for
work, that she went on for a whole week as if she was still living at home.
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