"I cannot sign it," returned Trenchard. But the clearly definite thing was the ultimate escape. “I’m five years older than you, and no end wiser, being a man. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted with enthusiasm. I can't bear it.
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