How did you like Tristan?” Ann Veronica paused the fraction of a second before her reply came. But he seized the chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes. To tell you the truth, he spoke to me very seriously upon the subject. The party resolved itself for Ann Veronica into a game in which she manoeuvred unostentatiously and finally unsuccessfully to avoid talking alone with this gentleman. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. She was always breaking rules, whispering asides, intimating signals.
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