" "You may spare me your compassion, friend," observed Thames; "I am falsely detained. " He then hurried Darrell down another short flight of steps, and entered a small chamber at the back of the house. “You are too good for me,” she said in a low voice. “If it will keep you busy,” he said, with a faintly ironical smile. Fiercely defensive, as usual. “It’s no sort of good, Ann Veronica, pretending one does believe when one doesn’t. The three young men exchanged expressive glances. Nothing was given away, and no one came so rich to the stall as to command all that it had to offer. " "Are they good?" "He can write; but he hasn't found anything real to write about. “I am afraid—I really think that one of us ought to go with you,” he said. It is the only way.
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