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purse. “It’s just that he doesn’t seem like your type. One was
in the Indian Civil Service and one in the rapidly developing motor business. She ought to
have written at once and told him exactly what had happened. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making
a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. I
will be very well without him. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were
in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure!
but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street
again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. ’ He
clenched his fists and grew red in the face. The light touch of Ah Cum's hand upon her arm broke the thread of retrospective
thought; and her gray eyes began to register again the things she saw. I ought to be able to think things out. ” He said bravely. He just wants to get laid. ‘Well, water
under the bridge is that, miss. ”
Ann Veronica was about to reply, when he went on, with a still more deadly
quiet: “I am not here to bandy words with you.
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