It—it is nothing,’ she said, although with a tremor in her voice. “I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica. Miss Klegg raised the question of women’s suffrage, and he set himself to provoke a duel between her and Miss Garvice. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. “I don’t know how, but I always manage to find a 164 fiddle if there is one around. I’m not half smart enough for the West End. Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it was striking.
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