CHAPTER XIV. He came in apologetically; all the old “Well, and how ARE we?”
note gone; and once he asked Ann Veronica, almost furtively,
“How’s Alice getting on, Vee?” Finally, on the Day, he appeared like his old
professional self transfigured, in the most beautiful light gray trousers Ann
Veronica had ever seen and a new shiny silk hat with a most becoming roll. . I was being
stupid. She yielded it without protest, as though
unconsciously. Ah Cum patrolled
the length of the boat innumerable times, but never letting his glance stray far
from the gangplank. Deuce take it! I was very near spelling my
name with one P. Mr. "
"Confusion!" thundered Wild. But calmer
thoughts quickly succeeded. ‘I have
said that I will tell you nothing of this soi-disant Valade.
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