. But those days are over—quite over. “You delicate female!” “Who cares,” said Ann Veronica, “seeing it’s you? Warm, soft little wonders! Of course I want them. She could hardly speak to me; she insisted relentlessly upon a separation. The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs. The business of serving gave Gerald a few moment’s grace, for he was dubious about the effect on an elderly female, not in the best of health, of raking up old memories. . . She was vehemently impatient—she did not clearly know for what—to do, to be, to experience.
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