He glanced up at the coachman. Do you know, Ann Veronica, it is all a lie about your birth certificate; a forgery—and fooling at that. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be, ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. It had thrust her back with an undignified scuffle, with vulgar comedy, with an unendurable, scornful grin. ” She departed from the couch and went upstairs to find John. Then Courtlaw looked across at her with a white puzzled face. ” She said under her breath. “But that’s not all. ‘They eloped.
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