Nothing but the publicity of the place and the recollection of that terrible constituency kept him from attempting some perfectly respectful but unmistakable evidence of his sympathy. Melusine did not pause, but reached down to grasp the hilt of his sword and lift it. But go on. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. “What did you say?” “Well, I considered myself justified in denying it,” Anna answered drily. Ruth loved him. She addressed Anna with a beaming smile and a very creditable mixture of condescension and officiousness. Cocked hats and buckled swords spoke of rank. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. They used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and, anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly mischance.
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