Was there anything he could do!
"No, Hoddy; nothing. “You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?”
“I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal
passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I
understand. ”
He stared in amazement at this new aspect of the situation. He was really very proud of her,
and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her
absolute security without him. Anything in the least
irregular is like poison to him. “I think, perhaps if you will excuse
me, that we will defer the luncheon. I’m sorry. I must say what I have to say!”
“But not now—not here. Yet the fact remains that you do not
understand me at all.
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