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” The young man obeyed the summons. ’ Hilary stared. ’ Kimble nodded. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. She guessed Jack was having trouble finding the right piece of carving. We are alone, Sir Rowland," he added, snuffing the candles, glancing cautiously around, and lowering his tone, "and what you confide to me shall never transpire,—at least to your disadvantage. ” “Tell me about yourself,” said Ann Veronica. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. I have often felt before that it is only when one has nothing to say that one can write easy poetry.
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