‘I am saying so,’ protested Gerald mildly. A little Cockney recovered it, and made ridiculous attempts to get to her and replace it. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. I swear it. "My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. ‘And why not?’ ‘Because,’ Gerald said matter of factly, ‘convent-bred jeune demoiselles do not commonly know how to handle either pistols or daggers. I'll go with you. Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. She frowned and gripped her hands about her knees very tightly.
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