I don’t
think you and Mike are right for each other. Men
usually do. It was, Ann Veronica felt, as a sip or so of that remarkable
blend warmed her blood, just the sort of thing that her aunt would not approve,
to be lunching thus, tete-a-tete with a man; and yet at the same time it was a
perfectly innocent as well as agreeable proceeding. She opened this and
scrambled out—a thing she had not done for five long years of adolescence—
upon the leaded space above the built-out bath-room on the first floor. For nothing will ever convince me that it is not the man’s share in life to
shield, to protect, to lead and toil and watch and battle with the world at large. And behind—
there was Paris, memories of amazing things, memories which made his cheeks
burn and his heart beat quickly as he sat there waiting for her. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in
sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to
assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those
dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. Sometimes the music would be tender and
dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so
gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be
like the storms crashing, thunderous.
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