It reached her only slowly that Ann Veronica was standing to her resolution. " "You may see the marks on the child yourself, if you choose, Sir," urged the widow. Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. "I was born in the South Seas and I am on my way to America, to an aunt. ‘And I do understand. All the same, I don’t admit it.
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