Tell me how you are earning your living
here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?”
“I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better. I wonder what he’ll say?”
CHAPTER THE SIXTH
EXPOSTULATIONS
Part 1
The next morning opened calmly, and Ann Veronica sat in her own room, her
very own room, and consumed an egg and marmalade, and read the
advertisements in the Daily Telegraph. “I’m sorry. ‘And I
do understand. In the hall below she could
hear his firm voice giving quick commands to the servants. From now on,
you’re going to listen to me for a change. When they started getting on each other’s nerves, she
blamed herself at first. Figg! In a few minutes,
all will be over. Or was that perhaps because his business in Piccadilly the other day had
gone awry? Perhaps Brewis Charvill had not welcomed him with open arms. "
"That is your fault, none of mine. When Mr. You
know the sort of thing. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you
—that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun.
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