She had never imagined life was half so sinister as it looked to her in the beginning of these investigations. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. For a time Ann Veronica’s attention was diverted by her aunt’s interest in the salted almonds. “Do you hear!” she said “whatever you are, wherever you are! I will not be slave to the thought of any man, slave to the customs of any time. ‘And I am thinking now that you may be very suitable. The inn was a military haunt. “Don’t!” she said, weakly, as he had bent down and put one arm about her and seized her hands with his disengaged hand and kissed her—kissed her almost upon her lips. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. But when she was thinking it over in her room that evening vague and baffling doubts came drifting across this conviction. She was the High Priestess. How much he would be able to do for her.
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