"
"I'll tell you really why I keep her in peeled paint. The Supper at Mr. ’ He laughed. "Ay, robbed him," reiterated Jonathan. You might trust me
with the Chevalier himself,—I'd never betray him. ’
‘Gammon,’ interrupted Hilary scornfully. “It is not possible,” he exclaimed. I don’t know what has come over me. But it's French manners, I suppose. ’
Her flesh crept. I
speak no harm of her. ”
He pronounced this with an air of profound conviction and with his eyes on
Ann Veronica’s face. ”
Ann Veronica said nothing, and Miss Klegg went on: “He very often IS—
most unfair. ”
They were eating quails when they returned to the topic of love. "No," replied Jonathan, with a brutal laugh.
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