” Sir John’s head bent lower and lower. ’ ‘Not dead, miss. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. For a time she brooded on the ideals and suggestions of the Socialists, on the vague intimations of an Endowment of Motherhood, of a complete relaxation of that intense individual dependence for women which is woven into the existing social order. She felt he would tell people the way, control traffic, and refuse admission to public buildings with invincible correctness and the very finest explicit feelings possible. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous. ‘For instance, why have you reverted to your nun’s habit for this particular adventure?’ ‘That is easy. ” She did not wait for Ann Veronica’s reply.
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