She tried not to notice how much attention Martin Chen had been paying her, but he had been bold enough to speak to her the other day. He found himself growing hoarse yelling over the music, but it also situated him to lean towards her to put his hand on her ear to aid her hearing. Forgive my daring. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. “Tell him to drive—anywhere,” she exclaimed. 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. She was thinking fast now, all her senses on the alert. “But Julian, we don’t even know each other!” She exclaimed. Nobody who cared. Among the commercial enticements McClintock found a real letter.
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