“My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. “Afterwards,” she said, “I should be perfectly content to have everything done for me. ’ Kimble’s eyes widened. She was shocked. Two days after this conversation between Manning and Ann Veronica, Capes came into the laboratory at lunch-time and found her alone there standing by the open window, and not even pretending to be doing anything. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. . He was a stranger.
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