She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. His complexion was as blue as a sailor's jacket, and though Mr. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. ‘And it is perhaps not
so necessary that I do so, because Joan has told me of another who may like to
say I am the daughter of Mary Remenham. “I don’t care what any one thinks,” said Ann Veronica. Impelled by a feeling,
into which we shall not pause to inquire, the stranger started after them; but they
were better mounted, and soon distanced him. Now I am sorry to
cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—”
“H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words. ’
Gerald eyed her. Lucy
sighed. Her state of mind would have seemed altogether discreditable to her
grandmother.
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