"
Mrs. ”
Ann Veronica said nothing. Ann Veronica decided to be more explicit. Very slowly, very fearfully, she turned her
head. Why should he
stare at her in this fashion?—for all the world as if she had pointed a pistol at his
head?
CHAPTER III
He had said it, spoken it like that … his own name! After all these weeks of
trying to obliterate even the memory of it!… to have given it to this girl without
her asking!
The thought of peril cleared a space in the alcoholic fog. ‘I know you, Gerald. ‘I fear you mistake, Emile. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had
been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated
attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. There was something about their
greeting and the tone of Annabel’s exclamation which puzzled her. . "I was just thinking of you Jack. I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I
saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you. But it never said: "Tell someone! Tell someone!" Was he something of a moral
pervert, then? Was it what he had lost—the familiar world—rather than what he
had done?
He stared dully at the footrail. "
"While I look as if I had stepped out of the family album?"
He frowned perplexedly. His food lay untouched about his
plate.
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