’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief. It seemed as if each time her imagination reached out investingly, an invisible lash beat it back. "There's a young woman. If they hadn't sent for me, you'd have pegged out before morning. " "I have promised. Without her, it was lonely. She sank upon her knees and unbuttoned his coat. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad to have her that he defeated himself, and did crude and alarming and senseless things. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes. "O, lud!" she cried; "French noblemen in disguise! and so rude as I was! I shall never recover it!" "A good supper will set all to rights," insinuated Kneebone.
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