That for you!" And she snapped her fingers in his face. “What is the good of talking?” said her brother. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. “I loathe afternoon concerts, and——” She was really like her sister he thought, impressed for a moment by the soft brilliancy of her smile. You’re a little late, you must remember, and we are punctual people here. ‘Damn you, what’s the matter with you?’ he snapped in frustration. Morningside Park was a suburb that had not altogether, as people say, come off. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. She was practically destitute of jewellery. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap.
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