You’re a piss-poor liar, John. Then he sat down and filled his pipe slowly and thoughtfully. ” Chapter XV A MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE Anna looked about her admiringly. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. That is what marriage is to most young women: the ultimate escape from the family, from the unwritten laws that govern children. The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold. ‘If you had met her, you’d understand. Ann Veronica was not ready enough to deal with that counter-stroke.
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