She had never before heard the noise of firecrackers, and in the beginning the sputtering racket caused her to wince. She was chic, distinguished, unusual. “I had a visit from Sir John in my rooms,” she said. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. “I do love you. ’ Departed? ‘Tchah! I suppose the vicomte threw him out?’ Watching the fellow’s face, Everett felt his suspicion growing. The thought of the picture but added to her despondency. " CHAPTER V.
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