He kept his keen eyes steadily fixed on Thames, as if awaiting to be addressed. “We are not the sort that goes under,” said Ann Veronica, holding her hands so that the red reflections vanished from her eyes. I’ve had it, Sheila. ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones.
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