Her aunt had a once exasperating habit of interrupting her work with demands for small household services, but now Ann Veronica rendered them with a queer readiness of anticipatory propitiation. John spent the first weeks of summer backpacking in Europe, and she heard occasional news from Michelle of his whereabouts. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. That’s as far as we go. Still he looked hale and hearty, and the country life he led had imparted a ruddier glow to his cheek. McClintock had brought from Penang three mangosteen evergreens; and, wonders of wonders, they had thrived —as trees.
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