“God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. "We must keep still. “You needn’t say a word more,” Mr. The eminent painter had handsome,
expressive features, an aquiline nose, and a good deal of dignity in his manner. Their
future would be glorious; he saw it in their eyes; he saw it in the beauty of their
young heads. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting
up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us. The iron slipped from his
face, leaving it blank with astonishment. In addition to the various business men, solicitors, civil servants, and widow
ladies who lived in the Morningside Park Avenue, there was a certain family of
alien sympathies and artistic quality, the Widgetts, with which Ann Veronica had
become very friendly.
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