Ann Veronica, a modern love story by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
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"Do you think so? I find my interest in that sort of thing decline and
decline." "I'm curious. Perhaps because I don't know. I suppose an intelligent person OUGHT to be interested in political affairs. They concern us all." "I wonder," said Mr. Manning, with a baffling smile. "I think they do. After all, they're history in the making." "A sort of history," said Mr. Manning; and repeated, "a sort of history. But look at these glorious daisies!" "But don't you think political questions ARE important?" "I don't think they are this afternoon, and I don't think they are to you." Ann Veronica turned her back on the Michaelmas daisies, and faced toward the house with an air of a duty completed. "Just come to that seat now you are here, Miss Stanley, and look down the other path; there's a vista of just the common sort. Better even than these." Ann Veronica walked as he indicated. "You know I'm old-fashioned, Miss Stanley. I don't think women need to trouble about political questions." |
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