"Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished
the operation. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a
faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant
company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. The curtain came festooning slowly down, the music ceased, the lights in the
auditorium glowed out, and Ann Veronica woke out of her confused dream of
involuntary and commanding love in a glory of sound and colors to discover that
Ramage was sitting close beside her with one hand resting lightly on her waist. I saw him first a few months ago
at Mrs. "
"How long will you be here?"
"To-morrow night. ’
‘Grateful? Certainly I am grateful,’ Melusine snapped, knowing full well she
sounded anything but gratified. It was the
same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was
definite, palpable, like a perfume. A sob was strangled in her throat. He stopped short of a group of adolescent saplings and
turned the ignition off. ”
Ann Veronica read this letter through with grave, attentive eyes. The kindly American consul-general had himself taken her to the bank,
where her banknotes had been exchanged for a letter of credit, and had
thoroughly advised her. She recoiled. “Nigel is like all men,” Lady Lescelles continued.
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