He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he had done, the old trader nodded. When he reached the happy ending, he waited. “I love you, Ann Veronica. ‘Don’t involve me in your lover’s tiff. Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day. For the sort of love-making you think about. " "Perhaps I'm too tired to plan for to-morrow. Anna stood looking down upon her sister with grave perturbed face. He was aware of Hilary, in company with Lucilla and the comtesse’s daughter some few yards away, listening in suddenly.
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