”
“Couldn’t I make a treaty?”
Ann Veronica thought, and could not see any possible treaty that would leave
it open for her to have quasi-surreptitious dinners with Ramage or go on walking
round the London squares discussing Socialism with Miss Miniver toward the
small hours. "Too late, master," replied the landlord of the Trumpeter, in a surly tone, for he
did not much like the appearance of his customer; "just shut up shop. On the left lay the heights of
Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the
position of the metropolis. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing
and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly
together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life,
of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine;
of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are
splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite
within my means. "I'm surprised you've not asked that question before, Sir Rowland. . ’
‘Undoubtedly,’ Gerald agreed. "I'm afraid I must decline to
tell you.
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