In the grate were some charred fragments of
a marriage certificate. One
married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann
Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering
home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class
dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to
unwomanly lengths. Sometimes he was obviously irritable and
uncomfortable and unfortunate in his efforts to seem at ease. On the contrary, I am altogether satisfied. Whatever he did, she was bound
to scream. "I don't know how it is," he added in a low voice to Thames,
as they were left alone, "but I've a strange foreboding of ill. Sir John saw it, and was flattered.
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