”
She interrupted as Ann Veronica was about to speak again, with a bright
contagious hopefulness. “Didn’t you know he was married?” asked Miss Klegg, and was struck by a
thought that made her glance quickly at her companion. "You want me, then?" she said. "
"Never," replied Sheppard bitterly. She turned to the stage, and Tristan was wounded in Kurvenal’s arms, with
Isolde at his feet, and King Mark, the incarnation of masculine force and
obligation, the masculine creditor of love and beauty, stood over him, and the
second climax was ending in wreaths and reek of melodies; and then the curtain
was coming down in a series of short rushes, the music had ended, and the
people were stirring and breaking out into applause, and the lights of the
auditorium were resuming. ‘Charvill?’ uttered Roding frowningly. She had money
of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about
that. And all the old—the old trick of shrinking up like a snail at a touch. Eventually her movements carried her to the little stand at the side of the bed. “My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder,
“I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father. I keep it for my own drinking," he
added in a lower tone. ”
“Right!” he answered.
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