If I let you believe I did not love you, and they found me, your shame
would be negligible. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not
even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. All this Woman-who-Diddery
—no damn good. “It’s no sort of good, Ann Veronica, pretending one does believe when one
doesn’t. ‘Because you are a bête, and a pig, and imbecile. "
So saying, he descended a short spiral staircase, and, entering a long stone
gallery, from which several other passages branched, took one of them, and after
various turnings—for he was familiar with all the intricacies of the prison—
arrived at the cell of which he was in search. He followed. The dress of this person was excessively
showy, and consisted of a scarlet riding-habit, lined and faced with blue, and
bedizened with broad gold lace, a green silk-knit waistcoat, embroidered with
silver, and decorated with a deep fringe, together with a hat tricked out in the
same gaudy style. A doubt as to your dinner to-morrow would make you miserable
to-night. “I wonder if there is anything wrong with my manners,” she said.
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