‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. We're to be given a treat to-night. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. " "I care for no risk, provided I can serve you," rejoined Sheppard. So presently they got into a hansom together, and Ann Veronica sat back feeling very luxurious and pleasant, and looked at the light and stir and misty glitter of the street traffic from under slightly drooping eyelids, while Ramage sat closer to her than he need have done, and glanced ever and again at her face, and made to speak and said nothing. “I like to think of your offer. ’ ‘Without permission. They had not to tarry long.
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