And I’ll have that story off you as we
journey back to town. “Suppose I chuck it,” she remarked, standing with the mauve slip in her hand
—“suppose I chuck it, and surrender and go home! Perhaps, after all, Roddy was
right!
“Father keeps opening the door and shutting it, but a time will come—
“I could still go home!”
She held Ramage’s check as if to tear it across. ’
‘I have English a little,’ the girl offered, her voice shaking as she essayed a
smile and sank into a curtsy. Ann Veronica had come to the Imperial College obsessed by the great figure
of Russell, by the part he had played in the Darwinian controversies, and by the
resolute effect of the grim-lipped, yellow, leonine face beneath the mane of
silvery hair. But it was the form of her ruling determination; it was the only
form that she ever allowed to see daylight. You say that you only love Captain Darrell as a brother—"
"Mr. . ”
“You have seen her—since last night?”
“Yes. Her father’s step quickened to a trot. ‘Why, that’s it. Running to Gosse, she seized the portrait from his hand and lashed out, taking
him off guard, so that he staggered back and fell against the card table. ‘You imbecile.
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