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‘Yolande, my maid?’
‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. “Is there any
urgency?”
The doctor bent over his patient, who seemed to have fallen asleep. If Miss Charvill should take it into her head to dash off
on some foolish errand, go with her by all means. “Look here,” he cried out of a silence, with a sudden flash of understanding,
“did you mean to throw me over when you came out with me this afternoon?”
Ann Veronica hesitated, and with a startled mind realized the truth. “In Paris. How are you?”
“I’m fine,” she said, unaware of all events except for
the voice on the other line. You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the
end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring;
she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of
an eye, an utter stranger. ”
“So you think. . Any natural fineness would be numbed by drink. You’ll end
up dead, that’s what. But I request that a third may be given to Langley. "Ruth?"
Silence for a moment.
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