Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality. It appeared he had already ordered dinner and wine, and the whiskered waiter waved in his subordinate with the soup forthwith. She heard him come in; the light burned on. “Gods!” cried Ann Veronica, and kept him standing. “Now here hath been dawning another blue day; I’m just a poor woman, please take it away. We are linked together in this matter, and must go through with it. It was not so uncommon back in the Hebrides for men to take several wives and additional lovers. I'd like to shake you until your bones rattled; but the bones of a Roundhead wouldn't rattle to any purpose. Things happened frequently over here that wouldn't happen in the States once in a hundred years.
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