” She said to him as they walked past houses
down the block. And Ann Veronica walked
beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she
had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together,
rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she
escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand
nights” in his company. But it was only six-thirty. ’
‘Not dead, miss. “I’m only arguing against
your position of what a woman should be, and trying to get it clear in my own
mind. She
would lure him, as he was an easily tempted child
predator who could even more easily be turned into prey. "
"Nay, if you're bent upon this folly," observed Wild, who appeared to have his
own reasons for humouring the lad, "I shan't hinder you. This roof is still open
to you. So the world is choked with waste and waiting daughters. Painting is only one
slender branch of the great tree.
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