” She said, frozen to the floor where she stood. ” Annabel leaned back in her chair and laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. By-the-bye, do you want any money? Sir John’s ideas of pin money are not exactly princely, but I can manage what you want, I dare say. What was the objection? She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face. “My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father. The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. ’ She flounced back to stare out of the window again. ” She brought her knees up to her chest, and rocked back and forth like a small child.
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