” He stood quite silent for a moment, his eyes fixed upon her face. "What's the matter with the man?" demanded Wild. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. Only the major won’t have it, and we’ve to bide by what the major says. She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork.
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