A familiar figure was making his way towards them. ‘Still, the comtesse has them well in hand. A fortnight passed, then a month. But never mind that. ” Ann Veronica said something about a general change of ideas. It was horrible, but she must do it. And here against a wall were the plumtrees. Too close, he reasoned, for safety.
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