‘Why did you kiss me?’
‘I don’t know,’ Gerald admitted. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face
resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. “Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and
his grip tightened on her hand. He saw himself retreating from barricade to barricade, Ruth
always advancing, perfectly oblivious of the terror she inspired. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being
the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. Jacques, Jacques!’
His face was white, but his eyes were open, if a trifle glazed. "
"Caught you napping, eh?" rejoined Ireton, with a laugh. ”
“Auntie?” asked Constance, who was conversant with Ann Veronica’s affairs.
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