She
refused to accept her fate, but what is it that she could do
about it? Night after night she invented alternatives. . “Let me
show you something. Have you anything to ask me?”
Ann Veronica readjusted her mind hastily. “You will pardon me, sir,” he said in a subdued tone, “but I think that you have
forgotten to look at your engagement book. Hadn’t they settled that already?
“I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but
preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. She had been so young then. “What night will you dine and go to the theatre with me?—and how
about Hurlingham on Saturday?”
Anna shook her head.
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