“Your name and address in his pocket was no delusion,” he said sharply. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. He became a little less en garde. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. It is not, my dear Veronica, that I think there is any harm in you; there is not. She did not have the power of men.
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