Blest with a fond husband, surrounded by every comfort, you have never been assailed by the horrible temptations to which misery has exposed me. But—It’s just this: who was to be hurt?” “I wish no one had to be hurt,” said Ann Veronica. You cannot—shall not retreat. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. Not wisely but too well. ’ ‘Not until you release that dagger. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false. Then she uttered a strangled, ‘Espéce de bête!’ and burst into tears. And yet for all that— It got into Ann Veronica’s nights at last and kept her awake, the perplexing contrast between the advanced thought and the advanced thinker.
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