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ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-1-2
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-3-4
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-5-6
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-7
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW-1-2
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW-3
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-1-2
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-3-4-5
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-6-7
THE CRISIS-1-2-3-4
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON-1-2-3
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON-4-5-6
EXPOSTULATIONS-1-2-3-4
EXPOSTULATIONS-5-6
IDEALS AND A REALITY-1-2
IDEALS AND A REALITY-3-4
IDEALS AND A REALITY-5-6-7
BIOLOGY-1-2
BIOLOGY-3-4-5-6
BIOLOGY-7-8-9
DISCORDS-1
DISCORDS-2-3-4
DISCORDS-5-6-8-9
THE SUFFRAGETTES-1-2-3
THE SUFFRAGETTES-4-5
THOUGHTS IN PRISON-1-2-3-4-5-6
ANN VERONICA PUTS THINGS IN ORDER-1-2-3-4-5-6-7
THE SAPPHIRE RING-1-2-3-4
THE SAPPHIRE RING-5-6
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT-1-2-3
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT-4-5-6
THE LAST DAYS AT HOME-1-2-3
IN THE MOUNTAINS-1-2-3-4
IN THE MOUNTAINS-5-6-7-8-9-10-11
IN PERSPECTIVE-1-2-3

of anything so cool. If he wants you, let him get you. You're mine. I've 

paid for you and helped you, and I'm going to conquer you somehow--if 

I have to break you to do it. Hitherto you've seen only my easy, kindly 

side. But now confound it! how can you prevent it? I will kiss you." 

 

"You won't!" said Ann Veronica; with the clearest note of determination. 

 

He seemed to be about to move toward her. She stepped back quickly, and 

her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the 

floor. She caught at the idea. "If you come a step nearer to me," she 

said, "I will smash every glass on this table." 

 

"Then, by God!" he said, "you'll be locked up!" 

 

Ann Veronica was disconcerted for a moment. She had a vision of 

policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. She 

saw her aunt in tears, her father white-faced and hard hit. "Don't come 

nearer!" she said. 

 

There was a discreet knocking at the door, and Ramage's face changed. 

 

"No," she said, under her breath, "you can't face it." And she knew that 

she was safe. 

 

He went to the door. "It's all right," he said, reassuringly to the 

inquirer without. 

 

Ann Veronica glanced at the mirror to discover a flushed and dishevelled 

disorder. She began at once a hasty readjustment of her hair, while 

Ramage parleyed with inaudible interrogations. "A glass slipped from the 

table," he explained.... "Non. Fas du tout. Non.... Niente.... Bitte!... 

Oui, dans la note.... Presently. Presently." That conversation ended and 

he turned to her again. 

 

"I am going," she said grimly, with three hairpins in her mouth. 

 

She took her hat from the peg in the corner and began to put it on. He 

regarded that perennial miracle of pinning with wrathful eyes. 

 

"Look here, Ann Veronica," he began. "I want a plain word with you about 

all this. Do you mean to tell me you didn't understand why I wanted you 

to come here?" 

 

"Not a bit of it," said Ann Veronica stoutly. 

 

"You didn't expect that I should kiss you?" 

 

"How was I to know that a man would--would think it was possible--when 

there was nothing--no love?" 

 

"How did I know there wasn't love?" 

 

That silenced her for a moment. "And what on earth," he said, "do you 

think the world is made of? Why do you think I have been doing things 

for you? The abstract pleasure of goodness? Are you one of the members 

of that great white sisterhood that takes and does not give? The good 

accepting woman! Do you really suppose a girl is entitled to live at 


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