There were moments when Ann Veronica rather more than suspected the chief speakers to be, as school-boys say, showing off at her. ” He kissed her, and handed her into the carriage. She hated being angry, the uselessness of it all, the frustration. “Don’t know me, eh? I like that. She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk, unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. Every now and then her general presence became radiantly dazzling in his eyes; she would appear in the street coming toward him, a surprise, so fine and smiling and welcoming was she, so expanded and illuminated and living, in contrast with his mere expectation. Here, it might be anything at all. ‘Yes, miss.
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