“I’m inclined to think, Stanley, myself that as a
matter of fact it was the expurgated Romeo and Juliet did the mischief. But it would serve. She would wake in the night to
repeat her bitter cry: “Oh, why did I burn those notes?”
It added greatly to the annoyance of the situation that she had twice seen
Ramage in the Avenue since her return to the shelter of her father’s roof. "
"Oh! goodness!" ejaculated the tapstress, in alarm. ”
She laughed softly to herself. He stirred
continually, thrusting his legs about and flinging his arms above his head. For hours he seemed to have pleasant
dreams of open skies and airplanes, but then the dreams
would disintegrate into fleshy charnel house nightmares
where he could hear her calling to him through a fog. ‘And it is me you dare accuse? It is yourself
you should arrest. The telegram reminded Ann Veronica that she
had no place for interviews except her bed-sitting-room, and she sought her
landlady and negotiated hastily for the use of the ground floor parlor, which very
fortunately was vacant. Russell burned like a beacon, but Capes illuminated by darting flashes and threw
light, even if it was but momentary light, into a hundred corners that Russell left
steadfastly in the shade. It was Ennison who for the
rest of his visit was quiet and subdued. ”
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