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I don't believe I'd go after her. She'll go right to bed and be all right in the morning." With many expressions of regret at Veronica's indisposition the boys and girls resumed their frolic.
And so whenever I glance through a play I can tell instantly whether it is an acting play. If I see a lot of speeches over four lines long, I say, Dull! Useless! Won't do! For instance, here. That speech of Veronica's while she's at the piano. Dull! I see it. I feel it. It must go! The last two lines must go! So saying, he obliterated the last two lines with a large and imperial blue pencil.
Dick's room was round the corner; there was some excuse for him. But Robina and Veronica's window looked straight down upon the cow. If Robina and Veronica were not a couple of logs, the cow would have aroused them. We should have discussed the matter with the door ajar. Robina would have said, "Whatever you do, be careful of the stairs, Pa," and I should have remembered.
She said to herself "What a country! It couldn't happen in Germany; it couldn't happen in France, or anywhere in Europe or America. It could only happen in England." Now they were going up St. James's Street towards Piccadilly. The band was playing the Marseillaise. And with the first beat of the drum Veronica's soul came down from its place, and took part in the Procession.
Many of the people knew that she was coming, and some had hastened from their work to see her as soon as she arrived. Curious, silent, pale, dirty, they thronged about the carriage. An old woman touched Veronica's skirt, and then brought her hand back to her lips and kissed it. Then another did the same a thin, dark-browed girl with a ragged red shawl on her head.
She took the tray with both hands, gulped, and gave way to tears. Her aunt leaped unhappily to the thought of penitence. "My dear," she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica's shoulder, "I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father."
It would go hard, if Matilde could not divert Veronica's attention for one moment while she dropped the lumps into the cups, having concealed them in her handkerchief beforehand. There would be no servant in the room, for Elettra would have gone out. Gregorio would know beforehand what was to be done and would help to divert Veronica at the right moment.
"As one friend to another. Men are always doing it, and if you set up to be a man " "No, it's absolutely out of the question, Mr. Ramage." And Ann Veronica's face was hot. Ramage pursed his rather loose lips and shrugged his shoulders, with his eyes fixed steadily upon her. "Well anyhow I don't see the force of your objection, you know. That's my advice to you. Here I am.
"So would Veronica's." "Ver-onica?" You needn't be frightened. Nicky's affection for Ronny is purely paternal." "I'm not frightened," said Frances. But she left the room. She did not care for the turn the talk had taken. Besides, she wanted Vera to see that she was not afraid to leave her alone with Anthony. "I'm glad Frances has gone," said Vera, "because I want to talk to you.
He moved Veronica's right hand, that was in his, drawing it a little, and she let it move; and his other held Taquisara's, and he drew it also, they yielding, till the two touched, and at his dying will clasped one another. Then he smiled faintly, his last smile on earth.
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