“Why not?” he exclaimed. I have found you. “No you don’t!” said Ann Veronica, and walked out at a brisk and businesslike pace toward the house. The few pence
left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. I was stupid—stupid
and impulsive beyond measure to burst upon you in this way. Plots were hatched in the provinces,
where many of the old and wealthy Catholic families resided, whose zeal for the
martyr of their religion (as the Chevalier was esteemed), sharpened by the
persecutions they themselves endured, rendered them hearty and efficient allies. But leave me here in my home, child, I will disintegrate if
I am exposed. She looked steadfastly out. We will find some way out
of it. ’
‘Aye, miss,’ Kimble agreed, taking the garments, ‘but where will I find you?’
‘I do not know.
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