Her thoughts were deflected from Vivie Warren by the peculiar behavior of a middle-aged gentleman in Piccadilly. Ann Veronica found herself walking back down the Avenue that had just been the scene of her first proposal beside her aunt, and speculating for the first time in her life about that lady’s mental attitudes. “Odd little room,” said Ann Veronica, dimly apprehending that obtrusive sofa. Ann Veronica blushed. "Gone," replied the wounded man. "But are you really there?" "No, I'm here," answered Jack, leaping down. That she possessed any sense of humour was in itself one of those human miracles which metaphysicians are always pothering over without arriving anywhere; for her previous environment had been particularly humourless. You will have to tell me. My only excuse is that I missed my way here, and I am leaving Paris early to-morrow morning.
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