Wood started to his feet. Occasionally he relit his pipe. ” “Auntie?” asked Constance, who was conversant with Ann Veronica’s affairs. Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. The brightness Capes had diffused over the world glorified even his rival. ‘Thought you were going to break in here,’ he said, in an impatient whisper. ” Ann Veronica sat over her fire with her father’s note in her hand. Suddenly Anna felt her hand seized and imprisoned in Courtlaw’s burning fingers. She stole a few glances at John as she stood and played the pieces. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. . She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter.
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