Chapter XXII
AN OLD FOOL
Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. It was
a dead calm. ‘Not if I heard him aright. I
should only disappoint you terribly some day. “I think everything’s right,” said Ann Veronica, with the roaming eye of a
capable but not devoted house-mistress. But his lips were honourlocked. ' But, gentlemen,
though they talked so largely, and looked so fiercely, they did not do it; they did
not hang the bailiffs; and where are they?"
"Ay, where are they?" echoed the company with indignant derision. ‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’
‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was
to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. "
"That's reasonable. She had not even endorsed it. “Anna,” she cried, “you must believe me. "She was mine before you ever saw her.
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