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‘But he gives them to me. Part 7
“And what are you doing here, young lady,” he said, looking up at her face,
“wandering alone so far from home?”
“I like long walks,” said Ann Veronica, looking down on him. ”
“Don’t be foolish,” he said sharply. "
"Jack, my love," cried Mrs. It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the
others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the
blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum
things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his
mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential
admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and
general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in
Marylebone. Remarking that they struck off at
a turning on the left, he took the same road, and soon found himself on
Paddington-Green. It was too good to be true. "Hist!" exclaimed Jack. Anna rummaged about in her dressingcase, and finally drew out a letter. ’
He moved to his friend and grasped his hand in a gesture as deliberately
dramatic as the storytelling of mademoiselle. But,” and he faced them both with a still
expressionless glance, “this is not the end!”
Anna recovered her spirits with marvellous facility.
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