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—Sorry to quit your lord—worships, I mean,—I don't know
what I mean," she added, a little confused, and dropping a profound curtsey to
the disguised noblemen, each of whom replied by a bow, worthy, in her opinion,
of a prince of the blood at the least,—"but I've a few necessary orders to give
below. The supreme effect for Ann Veronica was its surpassing
relevance; it made every other atmosphere she knew seem discursive and
confused. She had not nursed Leonardo for weeks for nothing. There was the world besides, looming
darker and larger. "
"You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. “A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?”
“Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very
egotistical. This made the eleventh. The boy would naturally attract the
women, if the women were at all romantic. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous
dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was
not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few
minutes gone.
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