Ann Veronica’s appearance was brief and undistinguished. “The other too if it is within my power. How old are you?’ ‘I have nineteen years, and it is quite unimportant. You know not what a wretched guilty thing I am. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent.
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