She hoped that he would at long last remember his young male pride. “I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica. Maggot, bursting into a loud contemptuous laugh. ” For some creditable moments in her life Ann Veronica was utterly disgusted with herself; she was wrung with a passionate and belated desire to move gently, to speak softly and ambiguously—to be, in effect, prim. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. Mr.
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