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Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. (What was the name he had given her that day?) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours. Ann Veronica had a number of fragmentary impressions of Alice strangely transfigured in bridal raiment. He laughed once or twice at himself as he paced backwards and forwards. She has already forgotten it. She exhaled, feeling the tension drain from her shoulders and arms. ‘Don’t rightly know how you make that out, you being a French spy and a prisoner and all. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter.
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