There, after protestations of friendliness and helpfulness that were almost ardent,
he mounted a little clumsily and rode off at an amiable pace, looking his best,
making a leg with his riding gaiters, smiling and saluting, while Ann Veronica
turned northward and so came to Micklechesil. “Married already,” he said, with his mouth full. Arrived there, their first object was to seek out
Davies, by whom they were conducted to the lady's retreat,—a lone habitation,
situated on the outskirts of Saint George's Fields in Southwark. She did not have to investigate that his door
was locked. In a little while—to-morrow—all
these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was
yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. I’m taking no chances. .
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