He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table. “I wonder,” said Ann Veronica at last, “if I am beautiful? I wonder if I shall ever shine like a light, like a translucent goddess?— “I wonder— “I suppose girls and women have prayed for this, have come to this—In Babylon, in Nineveh. Why did I not realise it at once? It just shows how one should not judge by appearances. It isn’t illusions—for us. Here I am as an alternative either to nasty work—or going home. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. ” He paused, with his eyes studying her gravely. ’ A twinkle crept into Mrs Sindlesham’s eye. “A number of beautiful things are not intense. —What do you know of Thames?— Where is he?" "Don't agitate yourself, dearest girl," rejoined the woollen-draper; "or I shall never be able to commence my relation. It is like a second honeymoon.
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