I hung
around Harvard a little when you were there. (Fifteen pounds! And she wanted forty!)
Part 4
It was, perhaps, the natural consequence of a long and tiring and exciting day
that Ann Veronica should pass a broken and distressful night, a night in which
the noble and self-subduing resolutions of Canongate displayed themselves for
the first time in an atmosphere of almost lurid dismay. But don’t run away with the idea
that I’m hanging out for a wife at last, because I’m not. “This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous
nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. Daughters
were in the air that day. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the
veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. You’re the only person I’ve
really given good, straight, unselfish thought to. But if not himself, there would be another
soon enough. "
"I cannot repent,—I cannot pray," replied Jack, recovering his hardened
demeanour.
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