“Ann Veronica,” he said, “I tell you this is love. But if I escape, my gratitude—" "Pshaw!" interrupted Jonathan, scornfully. Don't ask any more questions. "Thumping; but that's only excitement. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us. Beneath the serene unconcern of Ann Veronica’s face was a boiling tumult. She could hear the raucous laughter and bad music below. It was a duel, you understand, and that is not permitted.
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