His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. Shari entered the room in a damp towel, fresh from the shower. It was her figure, her style of dress, her manner of arranging the hair. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. So presently they got into a hansom together, and Ann Veronica sat back feeling very luxurious and pleasant, and looked at the light and stir and misty glitter of the street traffic from under slightly drooping eyelids, while Ramage sat closer to her than he need have done, and glanced ever and again at her face, and made to speak and said nothing. The curtain tinkled as her head brushed it, but he neither saw nor heard. ” “Your secret is safe with me, sweetheart, as long as 114 you’ll lend your new friend Julian here a smoke. Thwart me, and I become your mortal enemy.
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