” Chapter III ANNA? OR ANNABEL? Sir John was wholly unable to understand the laugh and semi-ironical cheer which greeted his entrance to the smoking-room of the English Club on the following evening. But, go and see who it is, love. “There is my aunt,” she said. Jonathan mixed with the group, and, sure of his prey, abided his time. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe.
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