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” Chapter XIX “THIS IS NOT THE END” “I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. He hung round those broad waters from noon until three and realized that he had embarked upon a wild-goose chase. She was not a reversion to type, which intimates the primordial; she suggested rather the incarnation of some goddess of the South Seas. “Oh, dammit!” he remarked, “dammit!” with great bitterness as he faced it. ” “Rum,” said Ann Veronica. I just suppose it isn’t worth the trouble. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. Yet her aunt, with a ringed hand flitting to her lips and a puzzled, worried look in her eyes, deaf to all this riot of warmth and flitting desire, was playing Patience—playing Patience, as if Dionysius and her curate had died together. ‘I will fight to the death, if it needs. That will be a fine day—it will have to be, when first you set eyes on Italy. “Now you must go,” she said firmly. " "You're not deceiving me!" said Thames, doubtfully. Gerald at once lowered his voice to that intimate level again, and leaned towards her.

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