I am not French in the least. ’ ‘None of your sauce, Alderley,’ rejoined the general, shaking hands with Hilary who came forward to greet him. . He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. Occasionally the canvas snapped as the wind veered slightly. He looked at her reproachfully. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. Come and have lunch with me.
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