Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. ” “I borrowed it,” said Ann Veronica in a casual tone, with white despair in her heart. She wanted to be alone. A granddaughter of mine!’ The idiocy of this notion stuck in his craw and he could think of nothing else for a moment.
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