But I do hope, Vee, I do
hope—this is the end of these adventures. You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the
‘Ambassador’s’ again. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old
gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general
terms, at least—what that accosting signified. “Hill gradually recovering consciousness. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you
for your wealth. She packed her
backpack with a change of clothes, some rags, and her old
length of piano wire. “Won’t you give
me your address?”
She shook her head. “I am sorry for the
way I acted, Lucy. By-the-bye, do
you want any money? Sir John’s ideas of pin money are not exactly princely, but
I can manage what you want, I dare say. I will endeavour.
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