“You cowards!” said Ann Veronica, “put her down!” and tore herself from a detaining hand and battered with her fists upon the big red ear and blue shoulder of the policeman who held the little old lady. One with the appearance of a bald little gnome yawned agonizingly. She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked. " "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. ‘That’s what comes of disarming yourself. She longed to allow him to kiss her again, to touch her again. They crossed the Park to the westward, and then turned back and walked round the circle about the Royal Botanical Gardens and then southwardly toward Waterloo. To have sprung this upon them to-night would have been worth a thousand pounds.
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