” She whispered. ” “I wish,” said Ann Veronica, with sudden anger, “that you could know what it is to live in a pit!” She stood up as she spoke, and put down her cup beside Miss Garvice’s. Nuns, I mean. In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. “I think you are getting to understand me better. They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own. I hope I may never come near her. They are mine! They were sent to ‘Alcide’ not to you. Your aunt liked the pheasant.
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