She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. And she was about as capable of intelligent argument as a runaway steam-roller. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. ” “But does it correspond with the facts of the case? You know, Mr. He knew me, Nigel. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. It was not only that her father had said all sorts of inconsistent and unreasonable things, but that by some incomprehensible infection she herself had replied in the same vein. She could accord her father with one grace: he was not in any manner a hypocrite. “I think,” he said, “that I am right. A native sold his supply of nuts in exchange for cloth, tobacco and so forth.
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