” “Rum,” said Ann Veronica. The chance had gone. I’m right again now. Anna lets the deception continue and has to bear the burden of her sister’s reputation which, in Paris at any rate, is that of being a coquette. ’ ‘But, Hilary—’ ‘Don’t you begin, Lucilla, for I won’t stand for it. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. “I have come from a very unfashionable quarter,” she said, “and I do not think that I have been inside a milliner’s shop for a year. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. Even as a child she observed how men were haunted 18 by the presence of her mother.
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