The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. “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. No! not even the derivation! But the fashion’s been set and in it you must be. . ’ ‘But what do you want it for, miss?’ ‘But to protect myself. When she awoke from a pleasant dream an hour later, she was shocked to find herself restrained in a bed that was not hers and not the inn’s. ‘It did not seem to me that it was so. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed.
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