She walked through the office to the door, aimlessly. She was trembling a little. ” “At any rate,” she declared, “your remarks decided me. "I'm sorry," she said. “You are of the genus obstinate,” he said. Habits and tastes are no longer the same. At any rate, it would be good to hear him saying the sort of things he did—perhaps now she would grasp them better—with this world-shaking secret brandishing itself about inside her head within a yard of him. Let me go, Sir. Ann Veronica, with a sigh at the cost of hospitality, made a hasty negotiation for an extra tea and for a fire in the groundfloor apartment, and preened herself carefully for the interview.
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