He was not addicted to
monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a
universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was
one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!”
The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. ”
He did not appear to require any answer to his question. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even
before he was able to form words. Not that he
deliberately courted danger; it was rather the searcher, seeking analysis, the why
and wherefore of this or that invading emotion. But she did not know what he knew, that it
would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to
his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. I
thought that you were he. "
"Exactly my sentiments," rejoined Blueskin. “It’s exactly like Troy!”
Part 5
So Ann Veronica, enterprising and a little dubious as ever, mingled with the
stream of history and wrote her Christian name upon the police-court records of
the land. ”
As the long, solitary days wore on, Ann Veronica found a number of definite
attitudes and conclusions in her mind.
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