I tell you that I love you, Anna, and I believe that you love me. ” He read it in winter in the evening after dinner, and Ann Veronica associated it with a tendency to monopolize the lamp, and to spread a very worn pair of dappled fawn-skin slippers across the fender. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. Well, I'd no idea," she continued, pursuing her ruminations as she left the room, "that people of quality laughed so. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. Nevertheless, Ann Veronica found it a difficult matter not to think of these things.
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