“No. It was
the bitterest moment of her life. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make
you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of
life. They were
ingenious disguises of gilt paper destructively gummed, it would seem, to Ann
Veronicas’ best dancing-slippers. That is very certain. Women are not in the world
in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send
you to bed. "
"It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. ’ I said. ”
Anna got up and looked at the mirror and then at the poster. Ought she to walk into some of these
places and tell them what she could do? She hesitated at the window of a
shipping-office in Cockspur Street and at the Army and Navy Stores, but decided
that perhaps there would be some special and customary hour, and that it would
be better for her to find this out before she made her attempt. She hoped that Shari would not be too
brokenhearted about her disappearance.
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