ToC Thames Darrell's fears were not, however, groundless. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. The lady reseated herself, watching him expectantly. The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. He seemed to be thinking hard. “It was the night you left Paris. She was caught by some of the bystanders, who offered by her every assistance in their power. How I could have been such a fool I’ll never know. I mentioned sixty, I believe, when I was in Paris, but there are expenses, and just now business is bad.
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