“I do hope I have been able to make you understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. The boy was coming around. It was, Ann Veronica felt, as a sip or so of that remarkable blend warmed her blood, just the sort of thing that her aunt would not approve, to be lunching thus, tete-a-tete with a man; and yet at the same time it was a perfectly innocent as well as agreeable proceeding. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean. If only we work together. "That I can't say. “That he should be in the same world with me!” said Ann Veronica, reduced to reading the list of good things the British Tea-Table Company had priced for its patrons. ” He repeated several times that he would trust her, though it remained obscure just exactly where the trust came in. But Jonathan was not to be deterred. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again.
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