Stanley, putting his hands on the table in the manner rather of a barrister than a solicitor, and regarding her balefully through his glasses with quite undisguised animosity, asked, “And may I presume to inquire, then, what you mean to do?—how do you propose to live?” “I shall live,” sobbed Ann Veronica. ’ ‘Not, I trust, Nicholas Charvill?’ ‘Hardly. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. To compare me to a starving pig. The psychic vibration of him thickened the air of the room as if he were already inside. I could not have spoken to her. Well one night, some of us saw him, or thought we saw him, at a café dining with ‘Alcide,’—as a matter of fact, it seems that it was her sister. His attitude was as different from Gianfrancesco’s as night was from day.
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