’ He took his seat next to her, waving the fulminating captain towards the tray. That was the wonder of these stories; one lived in them. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. After dinner Ann Veronica went into the drawing-room with Miss Stanley, and her father went up to his den for his pipe and pensive petrography. But ——” A look checked him. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. She wrote it down.
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