’ A faint smile crossed Gerald’s lips. ” “Tell me about yourself,” said Ann Veronica. ” “You are willing to give up your position, your beautiful houses, your carriages and milliner’s accounts to come back to Bohemianism?” “Why not?” Annabel declared. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. “Of course I’m manager for this expedition,” he said, after an interval of self-examination. “It is a very pleasant place,” said Ann Veronica, biting a rhododendron stalk through, and with that faint shadow of a smile returning to her lips.
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