Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed
a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer
all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. He rose at once to his feet and turned a white face
upon her. “You may call anytime. I’ll get in trouble. “Hello!” said Ann Veronica, with arms akimbo and a careless, breathless
manner. She
glanced at the soft-ticking clock with the exposed brass pendulum upon the
white marble mantel, and made a rapid calculation. “It was not necessary,” Sir John answered stiffly. She let out a wail. "Anything else?"
"Your waistcoat. The natural gaiety of the place seemed
to have affected them both. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet
for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock.
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