‘And you know, my dear, I do think you must make up your mind to beard this wretched grandfather of yours. ‘Do not move, messieurs, or I shall be compelled to blow off your head. “Married already,” he said, with his mouth full. Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around. “Thanks, I’m not very fond of coffee,” Anna answered, “and I hate music.
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