”
Her father’s irony deepened. The Frenchman had moved back into Piccadilly from Down Street, at which
the lad following him had immediately sauntered away a yard or two. “And to-night we are friends?”
“We are friends,” said Ann Veronica, and drew her hand quickly away from
him. One might have said that these
trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear. For
the present, he murmured his farewells, and turning, caught Hilary’s eye and
walked away, crossing the ballroom to move into the less opulent, and less
crowded, saloon next door where servants were dispensing refreshments. But he was always forcing her to say and do such
unexpectedly conclusive things. It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. The coach in which the prisoner had been
conveyed was already broken to pieces, and the driver was glad to escape with
life. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and
endeavouring to force him away.
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