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 One afternoon, soon after Ann Veronica's great discovery, a telegram came into the laboratory for her. It ran:

—————————————————————————-    |   Bored  |  and      | nothing  |   to   |   do   | |—————|—————-|—————|————|————|    |   will   |    you    |   dine   |  with  |   me   | |—————|—————-|—————|————|————|    | to-night | somewhere |   and    |  talk  |   I    | |—————|—————-|—————|————|————|    |  shall   |     be    | grateful | Ramage |        | —————————————————————————-

Ann Veronica was rather pleased by this. She had not seen Ramage for ten or eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him. And now her mind was so full of the thought that she was in love—in love!—that marvellous state! that I really believe she had some dim idea of talking to him about it. At any rate, it would be good to hear him saying the sort of things he did—perhaps now she would grasp them better—with this world—shaking secret brandishing itself about inside her head within a yard of him.