He was a stranger. . The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. Let me have more light, that I may behold him. The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. It was all highly intriguing. It both pleased and amused Gerald that Hilary adhered rigidly to protocol before the men, no matter what he might say to his major on other occasions. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. She could not see any relief from this anxiety except repayment, and repayment seemed impossible. Wood scarcely knew where he was. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. A feeling of inexplicable awe crept over the carpenter as the sounds died away.
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