‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she
makes?’ countered Gerald. "I'm not worth it. At last some anodyne formed itself from these exercises, and, with eyelashes
wet with such feeble tears as only three-o’clock-in-the-morning pathos can distil,
she fell asleep. Ann
Veronica watched her face, vaguely sympathizing with her, vaguely disliking her
physical insufficiency and her convulsive movements, and the fine eyebrows
were knit with a faint perplexity. "
"What kind?"
"Dickens, Hugo. "
The phrase was new, but Ruth nodded understandingly. “David Courtlaw!” she repeated. ’
‘What?’ uttered Gerald, startled. . “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever
made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street
boarding-house.
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