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“Delusion!”
“You can call it what you like,” she said. Ann Veronica was much impressed by a mighty trying on and altering and
fussing about Alice’s “things”—Alice was being re-costumed from garret to
cellar, with a walking-dress and walking-boots to measure, and a bride’s costume
of the most ravishing description, and stockings and such like beyond the dreams
of avarice—and a constant and increasing dripping into the house of irrelevant
remarkable objects, such as—
Real lace bedspread;
Gilt travelling clock;
Ornamental pewter plaque;
Salad bowl (silver mounted) and servers;
Madgett’s “English Poets” (twelve volumes), bound purple morocco;
Etc. It
was the one that she had sworn she’d throw out, if only
Julian had not liked it so much. She was discussing one of those modern
advanced plays with a remarkable, with an extraordinary, confidence. "
But he searched in vain. Overjoyed beyond measure at having vanquished this apparently-insurmountable
obstacle, Jack darted through the door. Though a
few months younger than his companion Jack Sheppard, he was half a head
taller, and much more robustly formed. She thought of them as fools, but had been sorry to
see them go. And I think also that Gosse—I mean that one
who calls himself Valade—stole it. ’
The fellow seized on this.
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