The touch of his lips
neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were
clean. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary
which men applied to certain types of blondes. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. The
more her thoughts dwelt upon the subject, the more convinced she was that she
could not go to any one for help; she would have to solve the riddle by her own
efforts, by some future experience. And at last Ann Veronica and Miss Miniver came down the dark staircase and
out into the foggy spaces of the London squares, and crossed Russell Square,
Woburn Square, Gordon Square, making an oblique route to Ann Veronica’s
lodging. When Capes glanced up at them for a moment,
Manning seemed to be holding his arms all about her, and there was nothing but
quiet acquiescence in her bearing. He just
walked in a few minutes ago.
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