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The Morning Of The Crisis | H. G. [Herbert George] Wells | |
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"Well, I have said what I had to say, stumblingly and badly, and baldly. But I am sick of tearing up letters and hopeless of getting what I have to say better said. It would be easy enough for me to write an eloquent letter about something else. Only I do not care to write about anything else. Let me put the main question to you now that I could not put the other afternoon. Will you marry me, Ann Veronica? Very sincerely yours, "HUBERT MANNING." Ann Veronica read this letter through with grave, attentive eyes. Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. Then she went back and mixed up the sheets in a search for particular passages. Finally she fell into reflection. "Odd!" she said. "I suppose I shall have to write an answer. It's so different from what one has been led to expect." She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse, advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry canes. "No you don't!" said Ann Veronica, and walked out at a brisk and business-like pace toward the house. "I'm going for a long tramp, auntie," she said. "Alone, dear?" "Yes, aunt. I've got a lot of things to think about." |
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