And Lady Trafford having been carried down stairs, and placed within it, the postboy drove off, at a rapid pace for Barnet. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. " So saying, he slung it upon his wrist. \" They talked until midnight most nights. If not, I'll convey him to St. ” “Clear out?” cried Hetty. "I can do without it," muttered Jack. I trust that no unpleasant rumours will be circulated before the election, at any rate.
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