Once a week, every
Saturday, they had a little gathering from nine till the small hours, just talk and
perhaps reading aloud and fruitarian refreshments—chestnut sandwiches
buttered with nut tose, and so forth—and lemonade and unfermented wine; and
to one of these symposia Miss Miniver after a good deal of preliminary
solicitude, conducted Ann Veronica. For
the present, he murmured his farewells, and turning, caught Hilary’s eye and
walked away, crossing the ballroom to move into the less opulent, and less
crowded, saloon next door where servants were dispensing refreshments. “Ann Veronica,” he said. “You’re just a boy! You grow moody and spellbound,
John, and the next moment you are ecstatic. Do not imagine that I cannot do so, as well as I can this Gérard. ’
Gerald started. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called
her The Sow. “That is very nice of you,” she said. A glance down the passage—to see that
Roding was not lurking?—and her face came back to Gerald, triumph in her
eyes.
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