’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. I'm sorry. A door slammed. ’ ‘Don’t tell me,’ exploded his second-in-command. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. ” “I sent a telegram, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. But she had not reckoned with the etiquette of Canongate.
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