He opened the drawer of the writing table. He dressed rather after the fashion of the West End than the City, and affected a cultured urbanity that somehow disconcerted and always annoyed Ann Veronica’s father extremely. " "You hear that," whispered Jack. She cried out his name in ecstasy. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. " "Then this is not my child?" exclaimed she, with increased astonishment. . "I have not told you half. "As sure as one reasonably can be. Then he looked towards his granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption. You understand what I mean. ” She stepped into the curtains as Martin stared daggers.
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