"But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of
book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy
she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. "I'll make a sketch, too," he said. "Hear me," he cried, restraining himself with difficulty. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair
near the fire had evidently been used. With Jack so badly injured, how would
she get him home? How get herself home, now that Trodger had arrested her. Teddy Widgett hovered on the
fringe of all these gatherings, blinking at Ann Veronica and occasionally making
a wildly friendly dash at her, and carrying her and Miss Miniver off to drink
cocoa with a choice diversity of other youthful and congenial Fabians after the
meetings.
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