It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. “Call it warning, if you like. CHAPTER XXX.
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