” Ann Veronica sat at the foot of the sufferer’s bed, while Teddy Widgett, being something of an athlete, occupied the only bed-room chair—a decadent piece, essentially a tripod and largely a formality—and smoked cigarettes, and tried to conceal the fact that he was looking all the time at Ann Veronica’s eyebrows. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. I wish that it worked. Then I think I remarked that science was disgracefully under-endowed, and confessed I’d had to take to more profitable courses. "To be sure I will, my child. I merely mention these circumstances to show the accuracy of my information. It’s not like we’re getting married.
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