But how could you get—Who gave you credit?
“You see,” said Ann Veronica, “my landlady kept on my room while I was in
Holloway, and the fees for the College mounted up pretty considerably. Anna felt that her words had become
charged with a fuller and more subtle meaning than any which she had intended
to impart. “I believe you are quite right so far as regards the present, at any rate,” someone
remarked, from the depths of an easy chair. He felt his heart beat faster and faster—his self-restraint slipping
away. Wood—and
after him came his daughter. Both started. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young
woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas
cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. Was
there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully
furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were
they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a
rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going
astray. We're
to be given a treat to-night. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion
demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin,
with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set
about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. I do not even know his name.
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