Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. “Do not look so uncomfortable, both of you,” she begged. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. She stood up before him, smiling faintly. " "At your peril, sirrah!" cried Wood. I am betrothed to Captain Roding, which is why you can’t have him, you see. Who? Could it be Gerald? Quickly, she looked back at Gosse’s face, and found him frowning.
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