How did you like Tristan?” Ann Veronica paused the fraction of a second before her reply came. The captain saw it too and nodded at the boy. Hilary started after her, but Gerald stopped him. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. She let them fall and sped to the companion, where she stood for a moment, the moonlight giving her a celestial touch. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. A faint, delightfully humorous smile parted her lips. Maggot, kissing her hand to him. By chance I went to one who had known you in Paris. Gerald, whose French was adequate from his military service abroad, was able to respond suitably to such remarks as the ladies addressed to him, but was less exercised by their fashionable dress than their decidedly careworn appearance. You say you need a man.
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