“I think,” began Ann Veronica, “that you don’t realize—” He disregarded her entirely. This was the first young man who had drawn from her something more than speculative interest. Apparently he thought it very much worth while. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. “And what on earth,” he said, “do you think the world is made of? Why do you think I have been doing things for you? The abstract pleasure of goodness? Are you one of the members of that great white sisterhood that takes and does not give? The good accepting woman! Do you really suppose a girl is entitled to live at free quarters on any man she meets without giving any return?” “I thought,” said Ann Veronica, “you were my friend. ‘And how do you propose to get in?’ ‘Scullery window. My death, probably. ‘Dunderhead. “Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you. ’ ‘No, I wouldn’t have believed you. And all to satisfy a succession of rapacious lightskirts. She thought then that she had shaken off the man of the bulging blue eyes forever, but that night she found he followed her into her dreams.
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