Without turning or looking in his direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows upon her knees. The expression was wholly different. Ann Veronica wiped a scalpel, put a card over a watch-glass containing thin shreds of embryonic guinea-pig swimming in mauve stain, and dismantled her microscope. Though Gerald must suppose it was inevitable she should eventually come here. Was the young lady impatient for experience? Was she adventurous? As a man of the world he did not think it becoming to accept maidenly calm as anything more than a mask. He smothered it down with such a good will that the reaction set his heart to pounding. The streets were full of colour. The light disappeared. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. “One doesn’t wait,” said Ann Veronica. Like a petulant child he snapped. " "What do you require further?" asked Jonathan. She danced with two others. She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly limited.
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