Life is morality—life is adventure. . ’ ‘You mean the one that you refused to feed?’ demanded Gerald, seizing this promising cue and adopting a mournful note. It was free of leering men, unthinkable punishments, and human evil. ‘Here we go again. Remote little Ann Veronica! She would never know the heart of that child again! That child had loved fairy princes with velvet suits and golden locks, and she was in love with a real man named Capes, with little gleams of gold on his cheek and a pleasant voice and firm and shapely hands. Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city. And now you must go back, take up your work and think all this over. She did not wince. He knew what he knew. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour.
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