’ ‘It is you who will get the head blown off,’ threatened the young lady fiercely. And I've made up my mind that a husband ought to believe only half that he hears, and nothing that he sees. It is dull—deadly dull. ‘I’ve eyes in my head, haven’t I?’ He grunted. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling.
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