After dinner Ann Veronica went into the drawing-room with Miss Stanley, and her father went up to his den for his pipe and pensive petrography. CHAPTER XII. And some were adorned with engravings that struck her as being more vulgar and undesirable than anything she had ever seen in her life. “I shouldn’t have waited,” she said. He had the air of a man who has said too much. It is not well that a daughter should talk to her father as Ruth talked to hers that day. “And by what right do you do anything of the sort?” “No right at all,” he admitted. ” Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly garbed waiter, threw open the door.
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