"Allow him that small grace," cried Wood. Seizing her hand he covered it with kisses. I must say what I have to say!” “But not now—not here. At the sound of the door Ann Veronica uncovered a tearless face, and with one swift movement assumed a conversational attitude. I found it on the beach, just sitting there nestled inside a piece of driftwood. ‘What else was there to do? He paid off the servants and left old Pottiswick in charge, saying that the place would have to remain empty until the heir was found. A faint, delightfully humorous smile parted her lips.
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