F. He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. Lucy cringed, her eyes widening. " "Go on, tell me," he urged, enchanted. “Are you aware, Ann Veronica, you nearly throttled that gentleman?” Then she reviled her own foolish way of putting it. She would have to leave very soon. Her heavy pistol came up again, although she did not rise. Best assured of that. “It’s no sort of good, Ann Veronica, pretending one does believe when one doesn’t. .
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