She had tasted freedom now, and so far she had not felt the need of protection. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. Men ought not to idealize any woman. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card. Then she went in and up-stairs, hesitated on the landing, and finally, a little breathless and with an air of great dignity, opened the door and walked into Ann Veronica’s room. In the subdued light she could not tell whether he was asleep or awake. “I shouldn’t have waited,” she said. . It dawned upon him that he had been abominably used by Ann Veronica. I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. Melusine, intent on the luckless Kimble, did not care. Fortescue tried to act embarrassment in order to conceal its reality, and Ann Veronica went on to ask a string of questions about acting, and whether her sister would act, and was she beautiful enough for it, and who would make her dresses, and so on.
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