He took his seat at the table, but leaned forward to address her. “Serves you right if I’d cracked your skull. Drummond smoked his cigarette meditatively. I am the richest man in England. By a sort of instinct. “Wonderful man!” said Ann Veronica, reassured, and stroking his cheek with her finger. “Quite unusually cold for the time of year,” he said. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed.
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