Whenever I feel particularly gregarious, I take the launch and run over to Copeley's and play poker for a couple of days. On the walls were noticeboards bearing clusters of newspaper slips, three or four big posters of monster meetings, one of which Ann Veronica had attended with Miss Miniver, and a series of announcements in purple copying-ink, and in one corner was a pile of banners. What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. “How ridiculous! Fancy you with all that money! For heaven’s sake, though, do not go about playing the Don Quixote like this. It is that, is it not?” “No,” he answered readily. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time.
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