CHAPTER XI. Softly she rose to her feet. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. The girl in the forward chair raised herself a little, the better to see the gorgeous blue palanquin of the dimly visible bride. His progress, however, was checked by loud acclamations, announcing the arrival of the Master of the Mint and his train. “Who wouldn’t be for you?” The train began to move.
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