“What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. In a moment or two, Madame Valade recovered her sangfroid. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. It ought never to have begun. Very gently indeed, Alderley grasped the handle of the door and stealthily turned it. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. From then until four in the afternoon there was nothing to do—the whole island went to sleep. ” For some creditable moments in her life Ann Veronica was utterly disgusted with herself; she was wrung with a passionate and belated desire to move gently, to speak softly and ambiguously—to be, in effect, prim.
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