It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. The thought of going back!—the thought of the unknown out there!—" with a tragic gesture toward the east. Her heartbeat raced, her limbs turned to water, and it was only by a miracle and the strength of the arms that held her that she remained standing on her feet. At last she was roused. He sat up in his chair again, the colour came back to his cheeks. What was the objection? She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face. And as she was yet waiting for her tea to come she saw this man again. Here was an instrument which might be of the greatest service to him in accomplishing his design. “Very well,” said Ann Veronica, with an air of concluding the discussion.
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