All the initial confidence in herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. Presently McClintock came in. After the usual laconic greetings, he drew him on one side. Yet through these talks, these meetings and conferences, these movements and efforts, Ann Veronica, for all that she went with her friend, and at times applauded with her enthusiastically, yet went nevertheless with eyes that grew more and more puzzled, and fine eyebrows more and more disposed to knit. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. "That's it!"—eagerly. “My hand! This isn’t the place. She is called Madame Ibstock, you understand. The water was cold but she waded deeper.
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