‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door. One with the appearance of a bald little gnome yawned agonizingly. ‘Playing games to tease me, that’s all he can think of doing. ” “It might become one,” he answered. “I changed my last shilling yesterday. ” It was rare that Ann Veronica used hansoms, and to be in one was itself eventful and exhilarating. . “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child.
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