Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. ’ ‘Ha! You’re Catholic, too, damn his eyes,’ growled the general. He changed his mind however, and simply motioned to her to proceed. This was not the sort of confession which he had been expecting. She had viewed them askance, and without exchanging ideas with any one else in the world about them. . . Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck. " "Wear that to-night, then. "Good night, Master.
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