And such skirts as Ann Veronica had had when she entered the valley of Saas were safely packed away in the hotel, and she wore a leather belt and loose knickerbockers and puttees—a costume that suited the fine, long lines of her limbs far better than any feminine walking-dress could do. "Bring the light, Nab. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. The burden of decision had been transferred. The great door of the Stone Hall was thrown open, and the sheriffs, preceded by the javelin-men, entered the room. One swift glance about the room, and a sensation of grim foreboding swept through him. She tested the limits to see how far 79 she could go, often running away for the day, causing him to fret and pace. It is no good arguing about a thing like that. "What?… Oh!… Well, good Lord!" He wrenched loose his head and stood up, sending the chair clattering to the floor.
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