Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. Drummond took up a cigarette and lit it. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. “That’s all very well when one isn’t the material experimented upon,” Ann Veronica had remarked. But his role was altered, and he was now playing the bridegroom in this remarkable drama. ” He stood up and waited for her to move. . ’ Trodger had started towards the stairs, signing to his men to get behind the lady. ‘Pray do not trouble yourself, Saling.
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