Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. Part 3 Ann Veronica’s father was a solicitor with a good deal of company business: a lean, trustworthy, worried-looking, neuralgic, clean-shaven man of fifty-three, with a hard mouth, a sharp nose, iron-gray hair, gray eyes, gold-framed glasses, and a small, circular baldness at the crown of his head. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. ‘En effet, it is for this that I was enquiring of this man if he has pen and paper.
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