He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. She had taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat commanded by the windows of the house. Spurling, as if struck by a sudden idea. "I'll tell you," replied Jack, with forced calmness. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. He still watched her and questioned her. All I had to do was to piece them together. A new restlessness seemed to have stolen in upon her. It isn’t. Mr. “I don’t love him,” said Ann Veronica, getting a gleam. The winter had turned sea and sky to a wet gray.
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