Anna never knew whither it had led her— sometimes she had fears. Ann Veronica halted a pace, and Miss Klegg came alongside. . Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs. “Hotel Ritz,” he said mechanically to the coachman. ’ Gerald ignored this. ” She nodded. In a momentary fury she seized and tore in pieces the study which remained upon the easel. “You seem to be taking our little joke more seriously than it deserves, Ferringhall,” he remarked. The rear of the party was brought up by a large, powerfully-built man, with a bluff, honest, but rugged countenance, slashed with many a cut and scar, and stamped with that surly, sturdy, bull-dog-like look, which an Englishman always delights to contemplate, because he conceives it to be characteristic of his countrymen. “I always get off here and lean over that rail for a bit. ’ He gestured towards the fulminating general. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. He stared at her stupidly, forgetting to guard against the tactics he had come to expect from her.
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