Ramage talked always about women or some woman’s concern, and very much about Ann Veronica’s own outlook upon life. 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. You're welcome to it. ‘Do you think because you’ve managed to pull a gun on me—not to mention several daggers and a vicious little knife— that you can get away with it against a man who means business?’ ‘Do you think that the trigger I would not have pulled, or stuck the dagger into you, if you had not been as you are?’ she countered. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. Nevertheless she withdrew her hand. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. We dressed it in a little music. She was no longer there. ‘That is, if she’s gone that way. He stamped his last letter as Annabel entered. From her stomacher, to which it was attached by a multitude of glittering steel chains, depended an immense turnip-shaped watch, in a pinchbeck case. ’ ‘This, monsieur le major, is entirely your own affair,’ said the lady, haughty again.
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