“Tut, tut!” he said. . Another long interval elapsed. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. ” She glanced at Brendon, who stood by her side, tall and threatening. It seemed at first the most beautiful afternoon of all time to her, and perhaps the thrill of her excitement did add a distinctive and culminating keenness to the day. Her sense followed the shoulders under his coat, down to where his flexible, sensitive-looking hand rested lightly upon the table. Her eardrums were burning with the echoes of those hideous shouts. For she knew that men married to get something. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. Help—should she need it—from the natives was out of the question. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess.
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