The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. The future Mrs Roding turned bright, laughing eyes on the major. He's an interpretative genius, if there ever was one. It was rude and disrespectful to raise her eyes to him, her mother had warned. It was his mother, and as he gazed on her pallid features and motionless frame, Jack's heart severely smote him. Still—you must learn for yourself. “And think, think”—her voice sank —“of the horrible coarseness!” “What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. ‘And me, I am a lady. Ann Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. Neither their mother nor Sebastian noticed, as certain members of the house had taken to avoiding each other.
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