She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge
joyously. Part 3
The call Ann Veronica paid with her aunt that afternoon had at first much the
same relation to the Widgett conversation that a plaster statue of Mr. “Is Lady Lescelles in?” he asked the butler. I don’t care! I’m
glad I did. “Really,” she said. —The general who gives an order for wholesale carnage never sleeps
a wink the less soundly for the midnight groans of his victims, and we should
deride him as a coward if he did. The Becks were the best foster family that she had ever
had. Jolly
hard life for a girl, getting a living. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would
ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to
promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much
as through pity. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage. “I am going,” he said, “to be impertinent. And, in addition, she was now seeing and talking to Ramage almost weekly,
on a theory which she took very gravely, that they were exceptionally friends.
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