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Anna was silent. . Sheppard, faintly. “The white unaggressive woman who corrects and nurses and serves, and is
worshipped and betrayed—the martyr-queen of men, the white mother. “He is a sad blunderer. After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in
sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping. Through an open door was a glimpse of the
bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful
dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared. This was the first young man who had
drawn from her something more than speculative interest. No umbrella either, the sky was
delightfully overcast. “These are the sort of things that aren’t supposed to happen. ”
Miss Stanley reflected as Ann Veronica went toward the house. I’m ashamed
to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my
own lost babe. ”
Lady Ferringhall was conscious of some relief.
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