Afraid, no doubt, he thought
grimly, that her other visitor would leave. “I wondered. In the subdued light she could not tell
whether he was asleep or awake. "
"Let me see it," cried Thames, snatching it from him. "If I were your father, young gentleman," returned Jackson, enraged at the
interruption, "I'd teach you not to speak till you were spoken to. You Ann Veronica?”
“Rather! I say—did you marry Gwen?”
“Yes. She appeared to be
considering. “Well, you have thought it over?” he said, sitting down beside her. The Morning Post was hungry for governesses and nursery governesses,
but held out no other hopes; the Daily Telegraph that morning seemed eager only
for skirt hands.
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