" Lady Trafford sighed deeply. Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. Section 1. It’s an instinct. ” Ann Veronica looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, and decided to persist on principle. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. . .
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