” He was strangely silent. ” Ann Veronica said nothing in answer to that. He fixed it. ” Anna smiled very faintly. You did not complain then that I personated you—no, nor when Sir John came to me in Paris, and for your sake I lied. He came in apologetically; all the old “Well, and how ARE we?” note gone; and once he asked Ann Veronica, almost furtively, “How’s Alice getting on, Vee?” Finally, on the Day, he appeared like his old professional self transfigured, in the most beautiful light gray trousers Ann Veronica had ever seen and a new shiny silk hat with a most becoming roll.
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