” “I have heard of the Fabians,” said Ann Veronica. . Then he took the pulse. There’s that old gentleman at the end of the table—Bullding his name is. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. Anna turned round with a start, which was almost of guilt, the poker still in her hand. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. ” “Of course,” he said, reaching out his hand tentatively for his hat, “I could go away even now. " "Ah, I see.
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