She had found that proof. Their flitting hands were always touching. She felt that Ann Veronica had duped her in that dream, and now that she had come up to London she might as well speak her mind. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. “All these days I have taken her for you. ’ ‘You were quite as bad to me as I was to you,’ Gerald protested mildly, sitting down beside her. ” “That’s why, in a way, I’m prudish. “I killed him. " The Wastrel laughed. ’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. He did like her, anyhow; he was always pleased to be with her. He had had five children at irregular intervals, of whom Ann Veronica was the youngest, so that as a parent he came to her perhaps a little practised and jaded and inattentive; and he called her his “little Vee,” and patted her unexpectedly and disconcertingly, and treated her promiscuously as of any age between eleven and eight-and-twenty. “I knew,” she said, in a low despairing tone, “that people would talk.
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