He touched a long-standing sore, and Ann Veronica found herself vainly trying to explain—the inexplicable. Miss Stanley had determined from the outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand. ‘While you are making me this interrogation, my poor Jacques bleeds to death.
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