The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort. The hansom sped through the crowded streets. He made a quick movement towards her, but she did not flinch. They seemed the most wrapped things in all Ann Veronica’s wrappered world. “Her ladyship dined at home,” the man answered. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. “How old are you?” “Sixteen.
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