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The man who staggers,
whose face is flushed, whose attitude is either noisily friendly or truculent, has
some chance; liquor bends him eventually. Chapter XX
ANNA’S SURRENDER
“This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a
moment the golden bubbles. Being in a great
hurry, he took little heed where he set his feet; and a board giving way, he must
have fallen, if he had not grasped a large plank laid upon the transverse beam
immediately over his head. "
"To-morrow will be too late," replied the widow, in a hollow voice, "I feel it will. “Think of what Lady Palsworthy will say! Think of what”—So-and-so
—“will say! What are we to tell people?
“Besides, what am I to tell your father?”
At first it had not been at all clear to Ann Veronica that she would refuse to
return home; she had had some dream of a capitulation that should leave her an
enlarged and defined freedom, but as her aunt put this aspect and that of her
flight to her, as she wandered illogically and inconsistently from one urgent
consideration to another, as she mingled assurances and aspects and emotions, it
became clearer and clearer to the girl that there could be little or no change in the
position of things if she returned. “I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had—
tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz. He
died when I was.
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