She pointed across the road. "I've a good deal to do. And still you interest yourself in my affairs. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. ” He said to her with as much casualness as he could muster. " "Wait a bit, massa," replied the grinning negro,—"lilly bit—see all right fust. She knew very well that a new thing was stirring in her. "You are no longer Thames Darrell," she said, casting her eyes rapidly over it; "but the Marquis de Chatillon. " "Ah, yes; that's all very well. “Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion.
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