”
She interrupted as Ann Veronica was about to speak again, with a bright
contagious hopefulness. I don’t think
you understand. Then Ramage appeared with effusion, and ushered her into his inner
apartment. I like you
very much, I haven’t known you enough to love you, no
matter how worthy you are of love. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily
as the punka-boy bestirred himself. It
would have given me intense satisfaction to have been able to catch a French
spy. "Rowland, your violence is killing me," she returned, in a plaintive tone. ” She smiled at him broadly and
kissed his cheek. ’ She shrugged fatalistically. “Good,” he said, as he watched the colour come back to her cheeks. ‘You are not at all stupid. "But you said you weren't particular. “You said you were in love with me,” said Ann Veronica; “I wanted to explain
—”
“I said I loved and wanted you. "I suppose it didn't
drop through the ceiling, did it? Are you quite sure it's flesh and blood?" asked
he, playfully pinching its arm till it cried out with pain. But she could tell by the dullness of his eyes that he saw only some inner
vision.
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