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Natives are queer. He
looked just like John Wayne in a cowboy movie, his eyes
narrow and squinting, except his hair was long, unruly,
and jet black. He came in apologetically; all the old “Well, and how ARE we?”
note gone; and once he asked Ann Veronica, almost furtively,
“How’s Alice getting on, Vee?” Finally, on the Day, he appeared like his old
professional self transfigured, in the most beautiful light gray trousers Ann
Veronica had ever seen and a new shiny silk hat with a most becoming roll. And she did not
merely affect to be driven—she felt driven. Cold drops stood upon Wood's
brow, as he encountered this obstacle. Do you think that I shall ever make an actress, my friend?”
“I doubt it,” he answered bluntly. So here is your chance, Mademoiselle
Charvill. Don’t favour your father much,
either, if it comes to that. Are you prepared to
do it?”
Her hands clenched. In a little while—to-morrow—all
these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was
yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. Members of the crowd
looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the
smoky haze. Ennison listened,
and he forgot where he was. Finding remonstrances of
no avail, he had recourse to threats; and when threats failed, he adopted more
decided measures. .
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