The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. ” It was rare that Ann Veronica used hansoms, and to be in one was itself eventful and exhilarating. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. ” Anna measured out the coffee. . “If you really are going to wait, make yourself as comfortable as you can. Ramage,” she said, “I can’t—Not now. ” “Any place would be beautiful,” said Ann Veronica, in a low voice.
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