” Ann Veronica sat with her chin on her hand, red-lit and saying little, and Miss Miniver discoursed. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed. He was completely, devastatingly handsome. She may be an infuriating little devil, but she is far from stupid. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland.
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