” “I thought I explained—” “Come home!” Ann Veronica shrugged her shoulders. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone. She addressed an envelope to Ramage, and scrawled on a half-sheet of paper, “The rest shall follow. “Oh, Lord!” she said, discovering what she was up to, and dropped lightly from the fence upon the turf and went on her way toward the crest. ” “Oh. See paragraph 1.
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