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But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife. “Don’t be too sure of that,” she answered enigmatically. “Yes,” said Ann Veronica, “yes,” to his explanation, and saw across the lawn Lady Palsworthy talking to her aunt, and both of them staring frankly across at her and Mr. Sheppard. We’ll find a way to survive. “Those were good. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. A woman hard to read, who seemed to delight in keeping locked up behind that fascinating rigidity of feature the intense sensibility which had been revealed to him, her master, only in occasional and rare moments of enthusiasm. Ramage pursed his rather loose lips and shrugged his shoulders, with his eyes fixed steadily upon her. You are afraid—that here in London—I shall not be a success. He had tossed an honoured name into the mire; he required no prison bars to accentuate this misery. I'm about to ring for supper.
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