‘Good. "Jump!" cried Ben, in a voice of thunder. ‘You have something more to tell me?’ Jack grinned. “Yes, aren’t they?” said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. Sir John saw it, and was flattered. But his hand was withheld by Thames. “I’ve tried to make words tell it. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone.
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