He felt her warm
breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. A Hand
that strove to reach his shoulder, relentless, soulless but lawful. She looked down tassels of his shiny shoes with a
scowl. "
Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her. ”
Sydney Courtlaw followed his timid knock. ”
“I suppose all men,” said Ann Veronica, in a tone of detached criticism, “get
some such entanglement. You never can tell. How are you?”
“I’m fine,” she said, unaware of all events except for
the voice on the other line. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I
wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance
because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did
not approve.
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