In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. Her head dipped deeply into the current, and she narrowly escaped being swamped. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean. Kneebone's house, the young man hastened to a hotel in the neighbourhood of Covent Garden, where, having procured a horse, he shaped his course towards the west end of the town. Yet through these talks, these meetings and conferences, these movements and efforts, Ann Veronica, for all that she went with her friend, and at times applauded with her enthusiastically, yet went nevertheless with eyes that grew more and more puzzled, and fine eyebrows more and more disposed to knit.
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