’ ‘Do you take me for a fool, Hilary?’ demanded his betrothed. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. Was she so fearful still? Roding shrugged and grimaced. Lucy stood relieved that she had not messed up the solo. ’ A laugh escaped her. It was, Ann Veronica felt, as a sip or so of that remarkable blend warmed her blood, just the sort of thing that her aunt would not approve, to be lunching thus, tete-a-tete with a man; and yet at the same time it was a perfectly innocent as well as agreeable proceeding.
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