He was the true optimist; and that he should proceed, serenely unconscious of reefs and storms, she accepted the double buffets. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark. Ann Veronica sat back with a sigh of relief. ‘You’re not going to kill me this time. They took their places at a distant table.
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