Hidden menace; a prescience of something dreadful about to happen. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. Lady Lescelles, graceful, very fashionably but quietly dressed, leaned back and watched her with shrewd kindly eyes. “Nothing,” said Ann Veronica, and stared over her shoulder out of the window. It was so hopeless to put it to them. A shiver slid down inside her. ” She passed out without reply. He put his arms around her in a circular embrace.
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