Doctor Ralph looked kind and large, and listened to Alice’s responses as though he was listening to symptoms and thought that on the whole she was progressing favorably. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face, and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind, the word “meretricious. ” “I’ll pay you if I have to work at shirt-making at threepence an hour. ‘Hilary, thank God! Have you a pistol about you? Or better yet, your sword. " And he struck up the following ballad:— SAINT GILES'S BOWL. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless.
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