All through the love music of the second act, until the hunting horns of Mark
break in upon the dream, Ann Veronica’s consciousness was flooded with the
perception of a man close beside her, preparing some new thing to say to her,
preparing, perhaps, to touch her, stretching hungry invisible tentacles about her. I’ve thought that out, and you must make
up your mind to it. Michelle winked at her and left to join the
gathering of seats in the center of the theater. ’
‘I imagine it must be a relief to you, after so lucky an escape. 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. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until
the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the
rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. ’
Madame ventured a glance up at his face, and fluttered her lashes.
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