It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. She took hand cannon and began to arm it. He lit a cigarette and loitered about. CHAPTER I. Why ever did you let me get into that wagonette?” “I thought we had to,” said Ann Veronica, who had also been a little under the compulsion of the marshals of the occasion. ’ ‘Don’t be a fool, woman,’ snapped Charvill, thrusting himself further into the room. I hated him. ” His voice assumed an easy detached tone.
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