His perception of her personal beauty deepened and quickened with each
encounter. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure
another nonsensical tale about your husband. I’m in a mess—a
nasty mess! a filthy mess! Oh, no end of a mess!
“Do you hear, Ann Veronica?—you’re in a nasty, filthy, unforgivable mess!
“Haven’t I just made a silly mess of things?
“Forty pounds! I haven’t got twenty!”
She got up, stamped with her foot, and then, suddenly remembering the lodger
below, sat down and wrenched off her boots. The evenings were beginning to draw
out, and it would not be dark for an hour. See
paragraph 1. An unwelcome idea came
to him. ”
Brendon rose and came towards her with outstretched hand. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages
is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye.
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