1. I wonder, Ann Veronica, if, when our time comes, we shall be any wiser?” Ann Veronica watched a water-beetle fussing across the green depths. “We must go. Running to Gosse, she seized the portrait from his hand and lashed out, taking him off guard, so that he staggered back and fell against the card table. I’ve made an ally of her champion. She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps. Can it ever be so good again?” Ann Veronica put out a firm hand and squeezed his arm.
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