Ann Veronica woke rather later than usual, and lay awake for some minutes before she remembered a certain resolution she had taken in the small hours. Then he stepped briskly to his feet and bent over the wounded man. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. Anna left the room on tiptoe. The Night-Cellar. “Have you ever been to the opera, Ann Veronica?” said Ramage.
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