A tall elegantly dressed woman, followed by a maid, came down the broad staircase. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. One day it was gone. She pulled the door so that it was not quite to, and held out her hand, palm up. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. Ann Veronica tried to keep hold of a complicated situation and not lose her head.
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