It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. It’s a sort of home-leaving instinct. You are yet a child; and though you have strayed from the right path, a stronger hand than your own has led you thence. We were fellow passengers from Charing Cross, and we have been fellow lodgers in the Rue d’Entrepot. The young lady in the bureau said she would inquire, and Ann Veronica, while she affected to read the appeal on a hospital collecting-box upon the bureau counter, had a disagreeable sense of being surveyed from behind by a small, whiskered gentleman in a frock-coat, who came out of the inner office and into the hall among a number of equally observant green porters to look at her and her bags. \"Cool. ” “Every one wants to be independent,” said Ann Veronica. Her lips were dry and cracked. ” Annabel pulled down her veil to hide the tears. For a moment she thought of saying yes, and then filled with shame. Was the young lady impatient for experience? Was she adventurous? As a man of the world he did not think it becoming to accept maidenly calm as anything more than a mask.
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