“A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. “Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul, John. Altogether different. It’s Providence. For a time Ann Veronica’s attention was diverted by her aunt’s interest in the salted almonds. The ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or festooned with dusty cobwebs. A pair of long-lashed blue eyes studied them both as she slowly brought her hands down to rest by her sides. “Did you—did you really think that they would take you for a Frenchman?” she exclaimed. I proved myself early as an athlete, skills I retained long after my return home.
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