Annabel thought, and thought again. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite
unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. He's now engaged on the hall at Greenwich Hospital. ‘So now we come to it. brick!”
Part 10
“To think,” he cried, “you are ten years younger than I!. ”
“Fame!”
“Isn’t it? ‘I’ve not seen your play, Mr. ‘She didn’t behave in the least like an émigré, if these people are anything to go
by. When she saw
however that this man was a stranger, and obviously harmless, her expression
changed as though by magic. Boys,
at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain
charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush
breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of
which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. “Your little flag of pride must flutter down with the rest of them, Ann
Veronica.
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