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A dissipated, loose-living man. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. I don’t want to tear at you
with hot, rough hands. And afterwards! Sir
John drew his cigar from his lips, and looked upwards where the white-lights
flashed strangely amongst the deep cool green of the lime-trees. ‘What is it?’
‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’
‘You can leave the young lady to me. What the devil is her name, now we
know she isn’t you?’
‘Yolande,’ supplied Melusine. We looked upon you, my dear
Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. She addressed Ann Veronica with
an air of conveying great open secrets to her. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to
dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. John eased off. “Cheer up, Annabel. The soldiers! They must not find her here. I've a question to ask him. ‘Precisely,’ agreed Gerald.
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