She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. ‘Give me that!’ He took his finger away from her neck and made a grab at the handkerchief. Every word you utter puzzles me. But anything is better than this. The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. I heard only after it was all over. “Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?” Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause him pain. "Have you never an out-o-the-vay corner, into vich you could shtow these troublesome warmint?" observed Abraham. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?” “I go in and talk to Constance sometimes. Her aunt leaped unhappily to the thought of penitence.
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