” Brendon leaned over confidentially. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. . " "I see," remarked Kneebone. Give us that—” Ann Veronica came in with a certain disregard of Miss Miniver. ‘Don’t try to turn it off,’ ordered Miss Froxfield. ‘But I ain’t been idle, miss, I swear it.
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