Then the inner door opened abruptly. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. ’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile. ‘Indeed?’ Gerald grinned. ‘You’ve cause to be grateful to Gerald, then. "I see him!—row for your life!" "That's the way to miss him, master," replied Ben coolly.
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