’ A strangled sob escaped her as his thumb dug cruelly into the soft flesh of her wrist. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. ” “Rum,” said Ann Veronica. He pictured himself visiting the girl in this shabby little home of her aunt’s—she had told him that it was shabby—and he recalled that delicious little smile with which she would surely greet him, a smile which seemed to be a matter of the eyes as well as the lips. 235 “No, I think she’s out sick with a throat infection. . She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. Ann Veronica had a number of fragmentary impressions of Alice strangely transfigured in bridal raiment. A florid-looking young woman rose up and accosted him eagerly. “Come this way,” he said. ’ Her lips parted, but she did not speak. Ain't you, Jacky darling?" "Not quite, Poll," returned Mr.
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