“I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. Don’t be late if you can help it. ” “Sorry. I declare I'm almost afraid to go to the door. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. "We'll see that, you yelping hounds!" rejoined Jonathan, glaring fiercely at them.
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