” “What did you say?” “I said, ‘My dear Veronica! how can you think of such things?’” “And then?” “She had two more cups of tea and some cake, and told me of her walk. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. His noble Florentine roots went back a thousand years, to the days of grand Rome herself. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. A bowl of roses, just brought by Ann Veronica, adorned the communal dressing-table, and Ann Veronica was particularly trim in preparation for a call she was to make with her aunt later in the afternoon. ’ ‘I don’t, as a matter of fact,’ Gerald said decidedly, a frown creasing his brow. The lady, who was indeed stunning, Gerald suddenly realised, said never a word.
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