He pulled her from him to kiss
her on the mouth and paused, looking into her face. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit
of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,—
tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he
had left unbroken in the chapel. You have grown into
my life. ”
“You are not going to that ball! You are not going out of this house in that getup!”
Ann Veronica tried yet more earnestly to treat him, as she would treat any
man, with an insistence upon her due of masculine respect. Her tears dissipated as she began to convulse,
completely devoid of any spare fluid. She was surprised to find how stored her mind was with impressions and
memories of him, how vividly she remembered his gestures and little things that
he had said. After some time, the scuffle grew more and more distant, until nothing could be
heard. 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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