The Wastrel,
his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. If you can tell me nothing I don’t already know, so be
it. “Now step aside, I have
some business to attend to. You’re like some splendid Princess in Exile in these Dreadful
Dingy apartments!”
“I’m afraid I’m anything but a Princess when it comes to earning a salary,”
said Ann Veronica. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face,
and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a
sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not
recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind,
the word “meretricious.
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