So far as I am concerned, I
am just now a hopeless nonentity. “And now,”
said Ann Veronica surveying her apartment with an unprecedented sense of
proprietorship, “what is the next step?”
She spent the evening in writing—it was a little difficult—to her father and—
which was easier—to the Widgetts. Please to release me. But you are Annabel. An action which gave Gerald
furiously to think. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of
Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him
long ago. It is she that I must see. You get this
queer irascible musician quite impossibly and unfortunately in love with a
wealthy patroness, and then out of his brain comes THIS, a tapestry of glorious
music, setting out love to lovers, lovers who love in spite of all that is wise and
respectable and right. Well, they’d got to
the pheasants, and in a little while he would smoke. ‘Would it so? What sort of a girl is she, then?’
‘She’s a consummate devil,’ Gerald declared roundly. Where her
husband saw only two youngsters in the mating mood, she felt that tragedy in
some phase lurked in this room—if only in the loneliness of these two, without
kith or kin apparently, thousands of miles from home.
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