The overnight nervous strain began to tell; she became inattentive to the work before her, and it did not get on. Gianfrancesco had been talked into the arrangement only because the drivers that had handled the job for generations were sick or dead. ‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one. You’ve got me. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. His tone was kind and sympathetic.
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