“Don’t think that I have been playing the spy upon you,” he continued. The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. ” It was, Ann Veronica felt, at once absurd and extraordinarily right. His smile faded. ‘Forgive this intrusion, ma’am, I beg. Sebastian drew over to her and lifted her chin from her chest. As soon as dinner was over she went into the kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting any one.
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