‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. “Yes,” said Ann Veronica, trying to think where they were, trying to get things plain again that had seemed plain enough in the quiet of the night. net/1/5/6/1/15614/ Produced by Charles Aldarondo, Clare Elliott and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team. Then she would be dead, and that was no use. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. “To be an actress,” he said, “you require a special and peculiar temperament. I did not reckon upon—him.
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