She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there
was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her
long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. It had ever
been her policy, much to Melusine’s relief, for she was apt to complain that it
only made her mad and there was nothing she could do about it. But Ann Veronica had still to get to her
chief topic. . ”
“You alarm me,” she murmured, smiling. She kept pausing in
her work and regarding it, and when Capes came round to her, she first put her
hand in her lap and then rather awkwardly in front of him. The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady
Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down
stairs. I’m in a mess—a
nasty mess! a filthy mess! Oh, no end of a mess!
“Do you hear, Ann Veronica?—you’re in a nasty, filthy, unforgivable mess!
“Haven’t I just made a silly mess of things?
“Forty pounds! I haven’t got twenty!”
She got up, stamped with her foot, and then, suddenly remembering the lodger
below, sat down and wrenched off her boots. Maggot. ’ She stopped, her lips tightening.
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