She was only trying to distract you so that she might escape. Ask your own conscience. The ribald demons that infested the back of Ann Veronica’s mind urged various facetious interrogations upon her, as, for example, where the witness had acquired his prose style. " "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. Wood," she continued, in an authoritative tone, seeing her husband ready to depart, "one word before you set out. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. ‘Monstrously unfair of you, Hilary.
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