His
glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual
defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance. ’
‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. “The horse’s knees are
broken, and I am not sure that the man is sober. The road from Surbiton and Epsom ran under the arch, and, like a bright fungoid
growth in the ditch, there was now appearing a sort of fourth estate of little redand-white rough-cast villas, with meretricious gables and very brassy windowblinds. See what you have made of me. They had not so far been of
much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different. ”
“It’s a very good image,” said Ann Veronica. Two-and-twenty! I can’t imagine what your parents can be thinking about to let
you get into these scrapes.
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