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. “You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think
that I know you, do I?”
“I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be
encouraging. He was really very bright and clever, with a sort of
conversational boldness that was just within the limits of permissible daring. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a
sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. “Mean as an old mule, too. ‘Oh! little Vee!’ he cried, ‘little Vee!’ and
put his face between his hands and sat still for a long time before he broke out
again. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her
as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery. "
"I was sure you wouldn't injure me, Captain," remarked Quilt, in a wheedling
tone, while he felt about for his sword; "you're far too brave to strike a fallen
man. ” She said, studying his face, which
seemed to lose its childishness a little more with each day. I was afraid of being talked
about. It
was Annabel’s. I can withstand sunlight. His statement was treated with derision.
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