I presume
that you have been living alone?”
She sighed gently. It added to the
picturesqueness of the Sha-mien night to observe these gaily coloured lanterns
dancing hither and yon like June fireflies in a meadow. He tried again. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of
fineness. “You cowards!”
said Ann Veronica, “put her down!” and tore herself from a detaining hand and
battered with her fists upon the big red ear and blue shoulder of the policeman
who held the little old lady. Warm reality was
now so near her she could hear it beating in her ears. She practiced
swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her
imaginary infant boy. She
exhorted Ann Veronica not to become one of “those unsexed intellectuals,
neither man nor woman. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of
tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. He's an interpretative genius, if
there ever was one.
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