The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. ‘Believe it or not, I do it for pleasure. I saw her face and it was the face that had been hidden from me in dreams, a face very much like yours, Lucia. I daresay you have the whole thing wrong, Gerald. As to the picture, I'll keep it myself, though, if you do go I shall need no memorial of you. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. ” Ann Veronica looked at the mildly pensive gray eyes and the comfortable, rather refined face with a penetrating curiosity.
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