The other must call a coach as quickly as he can. “You’re not a man for me—not one of a sex, I mean. Books; an inexplicable hunger to be satisfied. ‘That is settled then. I wouldn't trust a Malay, not if he were reared in the Vatican. The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea blossom.
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