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You can have no shecrets from me. Ann Veronica had been an ardent hockey player and had had a course of jiu-jitsu in the High School. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. Finally she decided upon a step that had always seemed reasonable to her, but that hitherto she had, from motives too faint for her to formulate, refrained from taking. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. She heard him come in; the light burned on. Born on a South Sea island, she said. He laughed once or twice at himself as he paced backwards and forwards. She kept pausing in her work and regarding it, and when Capes came round to her, she first put her hand in her lap and then rather awkwardly in front of him. It has been only the sort of nonsense which passes lightly enough between half the men and women in London. The ribald demons that infested the back of Ann Veronica’s mind urged various facetious interrogations upon her, as, for example, where the witness had acquired his prose style. The glance, which he threw at the door, was singularly expressive of his character: it was a mixture of alarm, effrontery, and resolution. Part 7 “And what are you doing here, young lady,” he said, looking up at her face, “wandering alone so far from home?” “I like long walks,” said Ann Veronica, looking down on him.

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