’ ‘What?’ Roding’s glare tried Gerald’s control severely, but he pursued his theme unheeding. Once a week, every Saturday, they had a little gathering from nine till the small hours, just talk and perhaps reading aloud and fruitarian refreshments—chestnut sandwiches buttered with nut tose, and so forth—and lemonade and unfermented wine; and to one of these symposia Miss Miniver after a good deal of preliminary solicitude, conducted Ann Veronica. “Who?” She asked. “What has she told you?” “Everything. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes. She was nearly dead. She had found him! Excitement welled. 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. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. Love-making at first hand is dull enough. “It’s the centre of the intellectuals. White is proud of her drawing-room evenings.
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