Ann Veronica was not aware of this literary side of her teacher; she had a little tinge of annoyance at Miss Garvice’s advantage. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. “Now,” he said, “no one can blunder in upon us. Stanley was inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by “vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. ‘Very. “It was not necessary,” Sir John answered stiffly. “I wanted to make love to you.
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