“You delicate female!” “Who cares,” said Ann Veronica, “seeing it’s you? Warm, soft little wonders! Of course I want them. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. If it is that I am in the least French, and that you do not like it—’ ‘I don’t like it,’ snapped the old man. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. But leave me here in my home, child, I will disintegrate if I am exposed. He had heard this talk before.
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