“I’ve been thinking of you all night,” she answered. In vain Wood protested his innocence. I shall make no defence. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. Nevertheless, Sir John had the look of a man who was enjoying himself. . “Why could you not confide in us?” “Do what?” said Ann Veronica. This started a thought moving. The vast mirrored chamber, with its four little square window bays, two either side of the large raised dais that led to the French doors, was very full of company for the start of the Little Season. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky.
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