” “You have not told me yet,” Annabel said, “how it is that you have dared to personate me. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. Was he, too, on the way to the beach? What a pity! All alone, and none to warn him of the abject wretchedness at the end of Drink. Was he planning on spending more time with her once in the country? The streets choked with beggars and the dying. But a little daughter is one thing and a daughter quite another. Past her shot the little old lady in the bonnet, running incredibly fast, but otherwise still alertly respectable, and she was making a strange threatening sound as she ran, such as one would use in driving ducks out of a garden—“B-rr-r-r-r—!” and pawing with black-gloved hands. ” That night was the most intolerable one that Ann Veronica had ever spent. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. ’ ‘Pah! Do you think I will run away? Do not be so foolish, and go and fetch him this instant.
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