She makes me feel terribly old-fashioned. Chapter XX
ANNA’S SURRENDER
“This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a
moment the golden bubbles. “And what on earth,” he said, “do you think
the world is made of? Why do you think I have been doing things for you? The
abstract pleasure of goodness? Are you one of the members of that great white
sisterhood that takes and does not give? The good accepting woman! Do you
really suppose a girl is entitled to live at free quarters on any man she meets
without giving any return?”
“I thought,” said Ann Veronica, “you were my friend. I hope you've enjoyed your health. Rain changed to hail, then
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sleet, then snow. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to
the floor to make use of its much-needed support. It was a castoff of Shari’s
from her brief obsession with sewing. “That’s all,” she said “I’m afraid I’m a little confused
about these things. ToC
Twelve years! How many events have occurred during that long interval! how
many changes have taken place! The whole aspect of things is altered. "Rather in the way. Anna stood looking down upon her sister with grave perturbed
face. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage.
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