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At Christmas he gave her a set of a small
edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided
in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his
own. Are you going to write a novel?”
“Not I,” she answered gaily. "With pleasure, Sir," replied Edgeworth Bess. “It’s a nice holiday. I’m not a lovesick boy. ”
“I feel—All this is the rightest of all conceivable things. "I didn't awake you, because you seemed tired. His body went
limp, and as he withdrew she ironically found herself at
the doorway for the first time in her life of being truly
aroused. In the adjacent apartment Ann Veronica found a middle-aged woman with a
tired face under the tired hat she wore, sitting at a desk opening letters while a
dusky, untidy girl of eight-or nine-and-twenty hammered industriously at a
typewriter.
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