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. Go off and live together—until we can marry. Had he not said so? Not that she wished him to marry her. She hated tricking Shari, whose joy for life was the only thing that made her naive enough to fall for laced iced tea or hot cocoa, depending on the season. It was just then that she came face to face with Nigel Ennison. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of depression in his bearing. But she made no answer. "How goes it?" he began, heartily.
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