” Chapter II THE ADVENTURE OF ANNABEL The man spoke mercilessly, incisively, as a surgeon. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. He turned just in time to see Lucilla exchange an amused look with Hilary. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. ” She shrugged her shoulders. "I could have given awkward evidence in that case, if I'd been so inclined," said Mrs. ‘Never fear, my love. So, here he was, on the last lap of middle age, in China, having missed all the thrills in life except one—the war against Death. Here was a thundering blow. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. She loved him. And, anyhow, it doesn’t matter to us.
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