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"Sir Rowland is my brother," resumed Lady Trafford coldly. Past her shot the little old lady in the bonnet, running incredibly fast, but
otherwise still alertly respectable, and she was making a strange threatening
sound as she ran, such as one would use in driving ducks out of a garden—“B-rr-r-r-r—!” and pawing with black-gloved hands. Indeed I must. ”
“Every one wants to be independent,” said Ann Veronica. “I thought you weren’t keeping up to the mark. That really settles about that. ’
‘And now we know also who is the prétendant, Mademoiselle Charvill. I don’t half disagree with you, Vee, really; only thing is, I don’t see how
you’re going to pull it off. "
"That's my own concern," rejoined Sheppard. ’
‘I do not tell you why,’ the lady uttered flatly. “I can get you,” Mr. ”
A shade of concern darkened Carol Diedermayer’s
face. “As a matter of fact, I deserve to. "Is she returned!"
"Y—e—s, Sir Rowland," stammered Charcam.
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