This isn't your island, child; it's the great world. "
Upon this he arose, and paced the room hastily backwards and forwards, as if
further arranging his plans. For a time he and Miss Klegg contradicted one another. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he
dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street. It was a great relief to arrive at last at that pause when she could say to her
aunt, “Now, dear?” and rise and hold back the curtain through the archway. For the sort of love-making you think
about. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old
gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general
terms, at least—what that accosting signified. ‘Poor Hilary.
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