On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and
a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black
water. “I want to ask you a question,” she said abruptly. O God!
O God!"
And he appeared convulsed with agony. “Beautiful these autumn flowers are,” said Ann Veronica, in a wide,
uncomfortable pause. There is something sensual in the
thought of lotus flowers. She saw his purpose and his doubt hesitated also, and
then went to him, took his coat lapels, and kissed him on the cheek. He ate
of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the
water, poured the rest on the floor. There were neither texts nor
rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel
engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. “It’s either now or never,” said Ann Veronica, again ascending this stile. She heard her husband’s
heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. “This,” he said, and then: “No! Is this
sweeter? Very well. ‘Parbleu, but what a person you make
me! One who spies.
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