She looked at him confusedly, his black hair glinting under the dim lights. “There, there, now. “I do hope I have been able to make you understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. ” “Why in Heaven’s name should I forget?” he cried. ” “What did you say?” “I said, ‘My dear Veronica! how can you think of such things?’” “And then?” “She had two more cups of tea and some cake, and told me of her walk. ” He was slightly tipsy. There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing on a dark night upon the Thames. " "But that's the point—I don't know. You do not know him.
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