After that night she made it a habit. Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or conversation, never lost a friend. His voice had changed, the joy had gone out of it; and she understood that something from the past had rolled up to spoil this hour. In his condition the boy apparently had been as safe as in the lock-up. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead, horribly gored. “I will wait for you on the pavement, if you like,” he said, “but I am going to the ‘Unusual’ with you. I wonder, Ann Veronica, if, when our time comes, we shall be any wiser?” Ann Veronica watched a water-beetle fussing across the green depths.
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