“Let’s go home. “Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. ” “To a friend?” “To lodgings—alone. " "Everything. . You shall have the spending of every penny of my money. She was in a very uncritical state that afternoon. ‘Do you need an excuse?’ ‘Oh, you know what doctors are. Charvill’s command of French was enough to tell him that, for its entire content was devoted to commending Nicholas Charvill’s fourteen year old daughter into the care of the Abbess. She kept her face downcast. Please to let me go there. She had money of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about that. There was also a curious interview at a big hotel with a middle-aged, white-powdered woman, all covered with jewels and reeking of scent, who wanted a Companion. Without a word, the general reached out and took them, but his glance searched the girl’s face. Monsieur Charvill, he has not the means to choose different.
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