He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. ‘And what the devil do you mean by demanding that I wait on you here? D’you think I haven’t enough to do handling that caper-witted female’s affairs, without dancing attendance on you?’ ‘Don’t be cross,’ begged Lucilla, much to Melusine’s disgust. Only old librarians and Shirley Temples say that. ” “But—” “He left her alone. Mrs. Forster? News is expected from Northumberland. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. All these wonderful comrades, henceforth and for ever hers. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him.
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