’
‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising
‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. 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. Still, his robust frame enabled him to hold out. She dressed quickly,
pulling on white jeans and a red tee shirt. But now you must be quiet;
there's been too much excitement. She
chose to hold her nose. "Ah!" he exclaimed, in a tone of anguish. ”
“Again,” he said, “I am going to be impertinent. And at the sight something leaped within her. “You love some
one else?” he repeated.
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