” “Do you think of these things—these matters—as belonging to our Higher Nature or our Lower?” “I don’t deal in Higher Things, I tell you,” said Ann Veronica, “or Lower, for the matter of that. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. You will find it somewhere in that book. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. ” “You are,” he answered unconsciously. " "Would you like to have me read to you?" He did not answer.
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