‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. I ought to have gone long ago. I love your very breath. ’ ‘Pray don’t,’ begged Mrs Sindlesham, one eye on the general’s embattled features. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade.
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