‘How she pouted, and tried to make out that she had been imposed upon. So the talk went on, and presently they were criticising novelists, and certain daring essays of Wilkins got their due share of attention, and then they were discussing the future of the theatre. She told you —the truth. The place, in which they stood, was a small entrance-chamber, cut off, like the segment of a circle, from the main apartment, (of which it is needless to say it originally constituted a portion,) by a stout wooden partition. I can’t imagine what possessed you, Veronica. " "I can't! I can't—not now!" "Bat!—can't you see that she's the kind who would understand and forgive? She loves you. Primarily it was her own problem, and in particular the answer she had to give to Mr. I will endeavour.
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