He's more like a lord than—" As she spoke, steps were heard approaching; the door was thrown open, and a young man marched boldly into the room. “Are you aware, Ann Veronica, you nearly throttled that gentleman?” Then she reviled her own foolish way of putting it. Once or twice she commented upon it, but she knew that it was resultant of his fear of her impending departure. " The hooting was instantaneously changed to cheers. It was not a difficult affair. " She made the companion without touching stay or rail, which necessitated a fine sense of balance, for there was a growing vigour to the wind and a corresponding lift to the roll of the sea. The first peg was torture. This lover of yours—” “He doesn’t know!” cried Ann Veronica. She listened with dumb fear in her eyes.
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