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He was out of breath, and spoke in broken sentences. CHAPTER THE FOURTH THE CRISIS Part 1 We left Miss Stanley with Ann Veronica’s fancy dress in her hands and her eyes directed to Ann Veronica’s pseudo-Turkish slippers. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. ” “You mean you’re going to run away with me?” He asked in semi-seriousness. “I do not lay claim,” he continued, “to any remarkable amount of insight, but it is possible, is it not, that I have stumbled upon your present cause of distress. ” He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen, seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. ” “But don’t you see how I must stand to you? Don’t you see how it bars us from being lovers—You can’t—at first. ” “Then how have you managed?” “Bother!” said Ann Veronica to herself, and tried not to look guilty.
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