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Ann Veronica said nothing. What more could any reasonable man— especially a watchman—desire? Besides, the Marquis, is a devilish fine fellow, and a particular friend of mine. " Neither man spoke. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. ’ ‘Who were they?’ she asked abruptly. Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. She obeyed, extending her arm. She had dreaded the beginning of this hour. Ann Veronica intervened a little in the novelist discussion with a defence of Esmond and a denial that the Egoist was obscure, and when she spoke every one else stopped talking and listened. " "Ah. "There's another instance of your wilfulness and want of taste. You cannot draw.
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