’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. “You had no right—” panted Ann Veronica. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely. She opened one and found herself in a large untidy room set with chairs that were a little disarranged as if by an overnight meeting.
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