Miss Stanley, it was manifest, had given him Ann Veronica’s address. Out of the beaten track! He must not appear too eager. ‘It is imbecile that you are. You’re like some splendid Princess in Exile in these Dreadful Dingy apartments!” “I’m afraid I’m anything but a Princess when it comes to earning a salary,” said Ann Veronica. She was surprised to find how stored her mind was with impressions and memories of him, how vividly she remembered his gestures and little things that he had said. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. She could not say a word, much less move.
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