He grew even
harder. His breath grew shallower as he
approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his
hallway-reverberated footfalls. “It is part of the irony of life,” he said. “Well, you know. I'll dispose of the brat. Ann Veronica was
carried off her intellectual and critical feet by it altogether, and applauded and
uttered cries that subsequent reflection failed to endorse. For
the present, he murmured his farewells, and turning, caught Hilary’s eye and
walked away, crossing the ballroom to move into the less opulent, and less
crowded, saloon next door where servants were dispensing refreshments. Twenty
guineas, mind. And now her mind
was so full of the thought that she was in love—in love!—that marvellous state!
that I really believe she had some dim idea of talking to him about it. He, next cautiously tried the door, but found
it fastened inside.
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