"Never—never!" The words were scarcely pronounced, when the door was violently thrown open, and two men appeared at it. When Mr. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. ’ Sheer exasperation made Gerald release her as he broke into reluctant laughter. Why did he imagine she was making this journey to England? She feigned interest. . He wasn't satisfied with an assured income from the paper-mills your grandfather left us. At first she thought that the woman was just a servant. Miss Stanley walked round the garden thinking, and presently house and garden reverberated to Ann Veronica’s slamming of the front door. I certainly didn’t mean to kiss you. There was an eerie sense of brooding menace about an uninhabited establishment. She had pushed aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the Taschhorn and Dom. " "Your hesitation is not in your favour," observed Trenchard, sternly. Only she hadn’t. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed.
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