"Confusion!" cried he; "there is another boat in our wake. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. One point in her narrative stood out beyond all others. Then she passed from the room on the arm of General Lord Charvill, chatting animatedly to him. He saw that his words were falling upon dull ears. Lost ground must be regained.
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