” “It seems so—so unworthy”—she picked among her phrases “of the noble love you give—” She stopped, through the difficulty she found in expressing herself. She knew the story only imperfectly, and followed it now with a passionate and deepening interest. “I did not recognize him,” Anna answered. Entering the house, he found himself in a narrow passage leading to the back stairs. As Leonardo had himself pronounced, who better than a mountebank to teach of the perils awaiting the unwary? Who better than a wastrel to demonstrate the worth of thrift? And who could instruct better in the matter of affections than one who had thrown them away? ‘If he had loved me,’ she said, in the flat tone she had learned to use to conceal her vulnerable heart, ‘he would have left me at Remenham House to live a life of an English lady. ” “You’re leaving, aren’t you?” He accused. ” “Then come back. ” “Borrow the money! But who lent you the money?” “A friend,” said Ann Veronica. Miss Stanley, it was manifest, had given him Ann Veronica’s address.
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