It was, Ann Veronica felt, as a sip or so of that remarkable blend warmed her blood, just the sort of thing that her aunt would not approve, to be lunching thus, tete-a-tete with a man; and yet at the same time it was a perfectly innocent as well as agreeable proceeding. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. ’ ‘Well, but he was a deserter, you see. ” Lucy blinked from the winter sunlight and reached behind herself to yank at her hood. The light would betray us. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. Ann Veronica had come down thinking of nothing in the world but her inflexible resolution to go to the dance in the teeth of all opposition. Don’t stand gawping, man. "Rather a devil," groaned her son, "to have done this. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. His sister followed. ” “If you do not leave the room at once,” Anna answered calmly, “I shall ring the bell for a policeman. Wood became sensible that he was not alone.
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