"Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause. Dollis Hill revisited. The lines about his mouth gradually
softened. Her mouth was worthy of her face; with small, pearly-white teeth; lips
glossy, rosy, and pouting; and the sweetest smile imaginable, playing constantly
about them. Proper enough now,
when he could not help himself, but the habit would be formed; and when he
was strong again it would become the normal role, hers to give and his to
receive. Least of all myself. So he made merry at the
dinner table, told comic stories, and was astonished at the readiness with which
she grasped the comic side of life. “When you married me——”
Her little hand flashed out across the table. She laid
her hand upon his arm. “LOOKS all right,” said Ann Veronica, regarding him with her head first on
one side and then on the other, and trying to be agreeable. Good night.
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