In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. “Pellissier,” she repeated thoughtfully. I am sure that he can be got rid of. The vengeance of the assailants did not stop here. They WERE, she realized, acutely beautiful things. You foolish girl!” Ann Veronica took that in silence. She was dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of silver. She exhaled, feeling the tension drain from her shoulders and arms.
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