I was afraid of being talked about. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. “Odd little room,” said Ann Veronica, dimly apprehending that obtrusive sofa. Whence had she come: whither was she bound? A temporary congestion in the street held up the caravan for a spell; and Ah Cum looked backward to note if any of the party had become separated. Ann Veronica’s experiences of men had been among more stable types—Teddy, who was always absurd; her father, who was always authoritative and sentimental; Manning, who was always Manning. ‘For once, you’re talking like a sensible man.
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