She was dropped off at 2:30 at Whitefield Park, a huge extravagantly lit field in the new part of town. Very slowly, very fearfully, she turned her head. " "For me!" vociferated Mrs. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. Groans and hoots were now raised by the crowd, and there was an evident disposition to rescue. The thing rankled in her mind night and day. As she learned more and more of his knowledge, she began to realize how much faith and trust he invested in her. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions.
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