It’s
too valiant, Miss Stanley, too valiant altogether!”
Ann Veronica meditated. ’
Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast. She was aware of
people—her aunt, her father, her fellow-students, friends, and neighbors—
moving about outside this glowing secret, very much as an actor is aware of the
dim audience beyond the barrier of the footlights. Better they should
find the so-called Valade. If you knew anything about Canton ware, you were, as
like as not, sorely tempted to stuff a teacup into your pocket. The
struggles of the wounded man were desperate—so desperate, that in his agony
he overset the table, and, in the confusion, tore off the cloth, and disclosed a face
horribly mutilated, and streaming with blood. You have taken my dagger. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that
I’m not a GOOD woman.
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