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She looked steadfastly out. I don't believe he is much past forty. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. ‘That,’ he said stonily, ‘is yet another point over which we fell out. “Delusion!” “You can call it what you like,” she said. One married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to unwomanly lengths. Considering his convictions he felt that his remark was a generous one. “Odd!” she said. “G.
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