‘Would you care for some refreshment? A glass of wine, perhaps?’ ‘Nothing, merci, I do not remain,’ she answered, although she did not rise. Ann Veronica considered her answer. She began to exercise those lures which were bred in her bone—the bones of all women. From the threshold she looked her accuser steadily and coldly in the face. Her eyes fell, and then sought his again with timid interest.
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