8. The evening
was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. ‘No, I do not go back. “There’s no delusions, so far as I know,” said Ann Veronica. Advancing towards him, he
made him a formal salutation, which was coldly returned. “Well?”
“You and all the rest of them are always lamenting that I do not marry. He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,—
as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to
the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he
were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. “And by what right do you do anything of the sort?”
“No right at all,” he admitted. Not even, it
seemed, this interfering monsieur le major. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not
return directly to her lodgings. “Earning a salary!”
“You’re like a Princess in Exile!” he repeated, overruling her. Hidden menace; a prescience of something dreadful about to happen.
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