“Wonderful man!” said Ann Veronica, reassured, and stroking his cheek with her finger. If you’ll forgive my saying that, and implying what goes with it. The danger or difficulty of an exploit never appalled him. But it is all very different. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her.
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