” “I want a vote,” said Ann Veronica. ” “You shouldn’t have made an engagement until you’d consulted your aunt. ” Anna moved softly to the window, and threw up the sash. They were standing face to face now upon the hearthrug. Twelve years ago! It is an awful retrospect. He hanged your first husband. Observe it—a blue-serge coat. “I suppose you’ll come to the point soon—if there is one.
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