ToC Mrs. "I'll take you into a Chinese home. Observe it—a blue-serge coat. "But I am now coming to the point which most concerns you. Wants me to look out for you a bit. “I loathe afternoon concerts, and——” She was really like her sister he thought, impressed for a moment by the soft brilliancy of her smile. He came along, he said, just to call, with large, loud apologies, radiantly kind and good. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. She was wan and white. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door. This is a mere boy. “Ungracious little beast, I call her.
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