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. Pardon what I have said, Madam. His glance came up again and met hers. ‘Tie a horse behind the carriage?’ he echoed incredulously. Sir John and Annabel seated themselves at one of them, and the proprietor himself, a small dark-visaged man, radiant with smiles, came hurrying up, followed by a waiter. He remained listening attentively. He scratched his upper lip reflectively. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses.
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