He
never said hello, as if it had become a personal taboo for
him. He was well mounted, as was his companion; and had
pistols in his holsters, and a hanger at his girdle. Or he would find something—a wave in her
hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite
discovery. ’
Gerald could not suppress a grin. A
disagreeable young man, with red hair and a loose mouth, seated at the reporter’s
table, was only too manifestly sketching her. But the
restraint exercised by her instinctive delicacy was very great; over and above
coarse or sexual matters it covered religion and politics and any mention of
money matters or crime, and Ann Veronica found herself wondering whether
these exclusions represented, after all, anything more than suppressions. ‘Allow me. Outside stood a
stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased
mass of spiky bottle-black hair. Contenting himself
with brandishing the weapon in the Jew's eyes, he exerted all his force to prevent
him from rising. It’s John. ‘And, if this was not enough,’ went on the lady furiously, ‘you dare to say I am
French.
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