‘You would like? And do you imagine that I will tell you?’ ‘Won’t you?’ ‘No, a thousand times. I want to ask you a plain question, and you must answer me faithfully. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. ’ ‘Parbleu,’ exclaimed the girl, jumping up in some dudgeon. In the adjacent apartment Ann Veronica found a middle-aged woman with a tired face under the tired hat she wore, sitting at a desk opening letters while a dusky, untidy girl of eight-or nine-and-twenty hammered industriously at a typewriter. She felt a little ashamed of herself, a bit of a hypocrite. They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own. She had learned this art in skirts, and knew well how not to be disadvantaged. " "It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. "Nobody has so much cause for complaint as me," growled Austin.
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