Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. Life seemed a very brave and glorious enterprise to Ann Veronica that day. Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. She's my mealticket. "Time to dress for dinner," said Ruth from behind the curtain. ’ Gerald could not resist. "Good bye!" cried Jack, as if taking leave of his mistresses, "to-morrow, at the same time. I could not keep away any longer. Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. She wanted to think. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters.
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