" "That's well. Why didn’t he die?” Anna sprang to her feet and walked restlessly up and down the room. “How’s the star?” John’s father asked. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. "Though you lorded it over that fond fool, Mrs.
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