Mr. “Gods!” cried Ann Veronica, and kept him standing. Incursions were often made upon its territories by the functionaries of the law; sometimes attended with success, but more frequently with discomfiture; and it rarely happened, unless by stratagem or bribery, that (in the language of the gentlemen of the short staff) an important caption could be effected. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. " "You delight me with the intelligence," said the stranger, entirely recovering his cheerfulness of look. "Hear me, Jack!" shrieked his mother. Later, when they returned home, she would serve as the topic of many conversations. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. She did not remember how many seasons it took before she relented, how much time before she decided to toy with his affections.
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