Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully, with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to discuss a point. ‘She?’ ‘Damnation!’ He saw her frown, and added at once, ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. Gerald, I mean, not Madame Valade. ’ ‘Pray don’t,’ begged Mrs Sindlesham, one eye on the general’s embattled features. ‘You’re only making things worse, you little idiot. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat.
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