Fine woman, Lady Trafford—a little on the wane though. I was Annabel the rake, ‘Alcide’ of the music halls. Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. "Is my house to be made a receptacle for all your natural children, Sir? Answer me that.
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