She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three
in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French
fries at a time. Treasure caves to
explore!
All through these trying days she had recurrently wondered what this strange
young man would have to say that Dickens and Hugo had not already said. Anna looked at her, startled. "Take this key to Baptist Kettleby. He rose, steadied himself, then
walked out of the dining room. Warm life was behind that always, even if it slept. I’m not Gerald, remember. I tell you that I love you, Anna, and I believe that you love me. I am far
too much the gentleman. “What a hypocrite you are. “He just wants to get laid, you know. ’
‘So I infer. She began to draw on her gloves thoughtfully. “Oh,
Veronica!” she said, “to leave your home!”
She had been weeping.
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