The washerwoman reported that she had seen a man one day riding out for an early morning hunt, but was unsure of his identity. \"What's that?\" Lucy asked. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. ” “I promise. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. ” “Then I am sure,” Sir John declared, “that I shall not ask you.
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