" "Why, surely you don't think your guests would steal them," observed Rachel, archly. “Rather darker than most of them. “You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up— you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive. They were ingenious disguises of gilt paper destructively gummed, it would seem, to Ann Veronicas’ best dancing-slippers. “Look here,” he cried out of a silence, with a sudden flash of understanding, “did you mean to throw me over when you came out with me this afternoon?” Ann Veronica hesitated, and with a startled mind realized the truth. She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. We were to live in some wretched London suburb.
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