“But my dear Ann Veronica, you will be getting into debt!” Ann Veronica at once, and with a feeling of immense relief, took refuge in her dignity. “There’s endless reasons, no doubt, why we shouldn’t,” he said. When he had finishing feeding and burping, Isobella asked her, “Would you like to hold him?” Lucia nodded yes eagerly. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. “That,” he said, grimly, with his hand on the doorhandle, “must be your own affair, unless you choose to live at Morningside Park. She interrupted. He saw her young and graceful back as she descended from the carriage, severely ignoring him, and recalled a glimpse he had of her face, bright and serene, as his train ran out of Wimbledon. “You see, father,” she said, “it isn’t only this affair of the dance. Darrell attempted to reply. Home!— which I never hoped to see again. She caught at the idea. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere.
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