I give you the plain, unadulterated truth. It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. She could have traded it for gold nuggets and lived like a queen for a few weeks, but she did not. Beneath the serene unconcern of Ann Veronica’s face was a boiling tumult. The image of Major Alderley came into her mind. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin, with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. “It is intolerable that you should be followed about by such a creature. Why ain’t you gorn? Seems to me I had ought to arrest you. You are your own Heaven and your own Hell, Lucy. He pushed her to his bed, little more than a cot, and pulled off her clothes. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. 1. But once he had steered the lady down the hall and along a passage to a window seat at the end, he abandoned the subject of society.
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