He put down his hat and umbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. 1. From long experience with both races he had acquired definitions, but none snugly applied to this girl. Pity he's ta'en to bad ways so airly. Hawk and Buzzard. Anna, in her strange striking way, was radiantly beautiful.
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