‘Pray you, do me this one little service, and do not ask me why. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. As a matter of fact Mr. He was way out of her league and it was downright odd that he had obliged himself to talk to her, let alone walk her home. ‘It will suit me very well that you go away, because you are a person without sense and I do not wish to talk to you. "If we take him, I don't mind giving you a share—say a fourth—provided you lend a helping hand.
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