For a time Ann Veronica’s attention was diverted by her aunt’s interest in the salted almonds. Pah! Damned Frenchified—’ ‘If you say again,’ threatened Melusine, moving to meet him like a jungle cat poised for the kill, ‘this scorn of a thing French, monsieur le baron, I shall be compelled to give you this apoplexy of which she speaks, madame. Finally, at the exit into Regent’s Park, they ran against Miss Klegg. To—to find myself. And, dragging Mrs. Get the men back to their posts. You skulk in shadows, following an émigré. Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever committed.
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