She knew the story only imperfectly, and followed it now with a passionate and deepening interest. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. It’s all nonsense. “But who could have lent you money?” “I pawned my pearl necklace. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered. " That satisfied something of her undefined hunger. ” “I’m curious. Did you know you’re very maternal? Damn, you’re more maternal than my Mom. She came back with two women, one in each arm, which she threw down like sticks as she alit onto the stone causeway. " "What else did you do when alone?" "I read the encyclopaedia. Some day, when the rewards of literature permit the arduous research required, the Campaign of the Women will find its Carlyle, and the particulars of that marvellous series of exploits by which Miss Brett and her colleagues nagged the whole Western world into the discussion of women’s position become the material for the most delightful and amazing descriptions. Now, you know where he is bound. Ramage seemed always fencing about the forbidden topic, probing for openings, and she wondered why she did not give him them. It came to Ann Veronica one night after a long talk with Miss Miniver, as a sudden remarkable thing, as a grotesque, novel aspect, that this slowly elaborating biological scheme had something more than an academic interest for herself.
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