Mac, she's the honestest human being I ever saw or heard of; and at the same time she is velvet over steel. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. “You’re Glorious!” said Miss Miniver in tones of rapture, holding a hand in each of hers and peering up into Ann Veronica’s face. Jackson took an accurate survey of the room with his one eye, Mr. ‘And your schooling?’ he pursued. We shall become a prey to the Philistines, and must turn honest in self-defence. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face, and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind, the word “meretricious. Then she came a few steps to meet him.
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