“Why? Do you think I’m a stoner?” He asked. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. ‘Would you care for some refreshment? A glass of wine, perhaps?’ ‘Nothing, merci, I do not remain,’ she answered, although she did not rise. Then I think I remarked that science was disgracefully under-endowed, and confessed I’d had to take to more profitable courses. She laughed softly, and leaned across the table. “He writes very well,” said Ann Veronica. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. You ignore me! That’s not a good way to treat your only friend.
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