Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. The lady had disappeared. Ann Veronica had come down thinking of nothing in the world but her inflexible resolution to go to the dance in the teeth of all opposition. The winters were bitter here, they could have just as easily been frozen off. Eh bien, you have now the opportunity. Then he would turn his face to her, and she would have to think of herself in his eyes. His face turned a dark crimson.
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