But it's French manners, I suppose. But this
was a vicomte’s sister. Capes? Well, think what it
must be to live in them—soul and mind and body! It’s fun for a man to jest at
our position. He had recently made Mr. Jack instantly
started to his feet, and the man, alarmed at his appearance, ran off to a
neighbouring house. 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. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always
looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and
raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her,
echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and
enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind.
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