Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. “That’s all very well when one isn’t the material experimented upon,” Ann Veronica had remarked. Remember that I’ve seen Brewis Charvill, and I’m well aware of your identity. “Have you any money?” “Lots,” Anna answered laconically. Lucy cringed, her eyes widening.
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