I’m a little tired. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. Her heart thudded. “My dear child,” he said, “with me you need have no apprehension. . And besides—We’re going to live, Ann Veronica! Oh, the things we’ll do, the life we’ll lead! There’ll be trouble in it at times—you and I aren’t going to run without friction. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room.
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