”
“Then you had better ring the bell,” she declared, laughing. It interwove with her biological
work. He regretted now that in his idle hours he
hadn't hunted up one against the rainy day. ‘But you are idiot. She was tired, hungry—and thus
somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. Wood could stand it no longer. It's your eagerness that bothers
me. ‘Flirting, Gerald? A new come-out for
you. “You delicate female!”
“Who cares,” said Ann Veronica, “seeing it’s you? Warm, soft little wonders!
Of course I want them. She loved the market, the horses
trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road
with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or
a ducat. "Fox-terriers of the sea; friends with every ship that comes along. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being
the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. Didn’t you feel rather
EVENTFUL—in the train—coming up to Waterloo?”
Part 6
Before Christmas Ann Veronica had gone to Ramage again and accepted this
offer she had at first declined.
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