“Odd little room,” said Ann Veronica, dimly apprehending that obtrusive sofa. She went to the basement and shed her sodden coat and scarf, tossing them into her favorite modern appliance, the electric dryer. \"The servants will hear you!\" \"I don't care! Why do you?” She cried. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. The foremost, tall, clean-shaven, perfectly groomed, half extended his hand with a smile of recognition. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed. She appeared to be considering. ‘Alors, I see how is this. She's the boss.
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