” “Auntie?” asked Constance, who was conversant with Ann Veronica’s affairs. . "I understand," she said. ” Annabel clutched her sister’s hands. Let us stay the night here. The telegram reminded Ann Veronica that she had no place for interviews except her bed-sitting-room, and she sought her landlady and negotiated hastily for the use of the ground floor parlor, which very fortunately was vacant. ‘You usually do,’ he said lightly. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment.
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