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“I may be leaving where I am in a few days, so very likely you will be no better off. ‘Who is to be angry with you now?’ ‘Miss Prudence, that’s who,’ stated Joan bluntly. The business of serving gave Gerald a few moment’s grace, for he was dubious about the effect on an elderly female, not in the best of health, of raking up old memories. “But—” The long inconsecutive conversation by that time was getting on her nerves. ‘Yes, miss. Mr. . It must be somewhere hereabouts. ” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. Not once during the ceremony did the two look at each other, but riveted their gaze upon the lips of the man who was forging the bands: gazed intensively, as if they feared the world might vanish before the last word of the ceremony was spoken. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night.
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