“Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul, John. ” “That’s rather a fine sort of holiday!” He made no answer for three or four seconds. When he awoke it was late in the day, and raining heavily. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. But don’t think your heroic milice will save you. “Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?” Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause him pain.
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