“Now I see what everything means,” said Ann Veronica to herself; and it really felt for some days as though the secret of the universe, that had been wrapped and hidden from her so obstinately, was at last altogether displayed. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. Missy is into the witchcraft stuff, Wicca, nothing bad or anything. "But bring your glim this way. The remainder of dinner was surreal and stilted. ‘You would know more of me?’ ‘I would know everything about you,’ Gerald told her, his tone at once provocative and inviting. 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. She meditated long and carefully upon her letter to her father before she wrote it, and gravely and deliberately again before she despatched it. ’” “What did he say?” “What does any one say to an invitation to dinner point-blank? One tries to collect one’s wits. Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated.
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