The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. They sat down, McClintock reaching for a lump of sugar which he began munching. Whatever he did, she was bound to scream. Go to it. She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night. "How have you contrived to still these troubled waters?" "I've chanced upon an old ally in the Master of the Mint," answered Rowland. And now Ann Veronica’s evenings were also becoming very busy. Finally she fell into reflection.
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