The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a
hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. The image of Major Alderley came into her mind. “Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began. Immediately beneath her lay
Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the
metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey
church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. ’
‘But you are bleeding like a pig,’ came the frantic response. She was chaffing him about being taken for Meysey Hill, and suggested
that he should be presented to me as the millionaire. It’s no good. He was a civil servant of some
standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious,
nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he
described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather
carefully finished verse. Do I, Bess, eh?"
"Nobody whatever, love," replied Edgeworth Bess; "nobody but me, dear. Michelle was only
a junior, the same year as herself.
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