She went down, flushed and light-hearted, to the Widgetts’ after lunch to make some final arrangements and then, as soon as her aunt had retired to lie down for her usual digestive hour, took the risk of the servants having the enterprise to report her proceedings and carried her bag and hold-all to the garden gate, whence Teddy, in a state of ecstatic service, bore them to the railway station. But I won't be cheated of my prize. I hope I may never come near her. And then at the street corner she came face to face with Nigel Ennison. Within ten minutes he had read much more than had greeted his eye. “We have a small studio,” she murmured, “in the Rue de St. You poor man, what have you been doing to yourself?” “Nothing except travelling all night,” he answered. Anna said nothing.
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