Ann Veronica jumped up to get her the cardtable. ‘Thank you,’ she said, leaning heavily on his arm for a moment. ‘The major thinks she’s worth it,’ put in Prudence quietly. “You will not give Sir John any cause for jealousy? You will have no secrets from him except—concerning those things which are past?” “Anna, I swear it!” her sister sobbed. “You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill they called him?” He nodded.
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