They were horrible people. A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the steps. To settle things, you know. A thousand eager assistants pressed behind him. He suspected a trap. 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. Could she hold him and manage the reins? If only Gerald had not gone. Her bonnet dropped off and was trampled into the gutter.
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