" "I will go, if you will consent to meet me at midnight near the old house in Wych Street," replied Jack. “Idiot!” She raged inwardly while she walked along with that air of self-contained serenity that is proper to a young lady of nearly two-and-twenty under the eye of the world. “I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. ‘The outcome, I think, is in very little doubt. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. Nothing is wrong that you do. All the rest of our lives would be together then, Ann Veronica. It isn’t the same thing. Looking for something, or someone, probably. Get pen and paper for the missie. "Now come along, Jack. Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around.
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