Playing with one hand he turned on his stool to glance at her. ” Ann Veronica agreed, and tried to make the manner of her assent cover a possible knowledge of a probable poem. She made up her mind in the train home that it should be a decisive crisis. And Anna was conscious of a few moments of exquisite emotion. She could not go to him with a preachment against strong drink; she knew from experience that such a plan would be wasted effort. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. ” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure.
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