Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of
me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by
the nameless glory of these lonely months. ”
“What did you say?”
“I said, ‘My dear Veronica! how can you think of such things?’”
“And then?”
“She had two more cups of tea and some cake, and told me of her walk. . It disgusts me that you should touch me. Spurlock (himself verging
upon the hysterical) welcomed the diversion. “What on earth did you expect me to do, then?” he asked. But, say we're friends. As for the patient, his decision was immediate. Only one thing emerged with
any reasonable clarity in her mind at once, and that was that unless she was
saved from drowning by an unmarried man, in which case the ceremony is
unavoidable, or totally destitute of under-clothing, and so driven to get a
trousseau, in which hardship a trousseau would certainly be “ripping,” marriage
was an experience to be strenuously evaded. A
girl—at my age—is grown-up. He filled his
pipe slowly. ‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door. “But how can you?” asked
Constance. His salary was a few paltry hundreds a year.
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