"I'm not going to get rid of you just
yet. It’s no good flying out at that, Vee; I didn’t arrange it. He remained listening attentively. “There is no remedy, girls,” she began, breathlessly, “except the Vote. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance
to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—”
Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door
clicked upon them. ”
“Won’t you postpone the attempt, then?” he said gallantly, “until I have done
something to deserve your gratitude? You will not forget—seven-thirty, Café
Maston, Boulevard des Italiennes. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three
in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French
fries at a time. What a frightened fool he was!
If he could not remember her name, it was equally possible that already she had
forgotten his. Ann Veronica, after a last
survey of the dinner appointments, followed him, rustling, came to his side by
the high brass fender, and touched two or three ornaments on the mantel above
the cheerful fireplace.
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