” Her answer was terse. I wonder
——”
“London is a huge place,” Brendon said. ‘What is it?’
‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’
‘You can leave the young lady to me. "No," replied Jonathan, with a brutal laugh. And so she came upon the word Love. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may
even now have got scent of me. They walked across a moat of pea gravel
that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a
little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the
staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning
and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside
Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that
her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a
leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,”
came to Ann Veronica’s ears. "Not entirely," replied Jonathan, calmly; "though I shouldn't be ashamed of it if
it were.
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