His eyes were closed. What do you think people will make of that? What will this
lover of yours make of that?”
At intervals Ann Veronica demanded to go, declaring her undying resolve to
repay him at any cost, and made short movements doorward. ‘But I will
tell you this, mon vieux. “Heavens!” exclaimed Ann Veronica, with extraordinary passion. ‘Could she have been a spy, after
all?’
‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently. O'Higgins returned to town
and made a night of it, nothing very wild, nothing very desperate. He
fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the
arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him,
whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss.
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