“And think, think”—her voice sank
—“of the horrible coarseness!”
“What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. There had been fusses and scenes dimly apprehended through half-open doors. ”
“Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange
of identities between Annabel and myself. Know that, don’t you?’
‘Of course I know it,’ Lucy told him, and Melusine read the whisper in her
mouth of those precious words, ‘I love you. Jackson, mean time, produced a pocket-book; and, after deliberately sharpening
the point of a pencil, began to write on a blank leaf. The curve of his shoulders, the very angle of his feet, expressed relief at her
apparent obedience. The sky was cloudless, effulgent blue. ”
“But—This bolt from the blue! My God! Ann Veronica, you don’t understand. She
knew, too, she must not hesitate. But McClintock's mind was perceptive, whereas Spurlock's
was only dully confused. Father—
dead. He appeared suddenly from the infinite in
the neighborhood of the Burlington Arcade, crossing the pavement toward her
and with his eyes upon her.
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