Now, it was a wilderness of weeds. \"Some of them do smell good, though. . “Look here,” he cried out of a silence, with a sudden flash of understanding, “did you mean to throw me over when you came out with me this afternoon?” Ann Veronica hesitated, and with a startled mind realized the truth. The chromatic fiction with which he relieved his mind glanced but slightly at this aspect of life, and never with any quality of guidance. An old woman took her in. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. She sank upon her knees and unbuttoned his coat. . ‘You see,’ he pursued blandly, ‘I lead a life of the most intolerable boredom.
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