Hell's curses! that after all my precautions I should be thus entrapped. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. Ann Veronica decided she would have to go on with Capes another day, and, looking up, discovered him sitting on a stool with his hands in his pockets and his head a little on one side, regarding her with a thoughtful expression. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. Not if I read her aright. ‘It is seldom enough I am visited by anyone at all, let alone a personable young redcoat.
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