I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. As soon as dinner was over she went into the kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting any one. I shall still wear your favor—even if it is a stolen and forbidden favor—in my casque. " CHAPTER IV. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. ” Ann Veronica felt a slight embarrassment. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song.
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