They were standing face to face now upon the hearthrug. "You are the son of Sir Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. No matter how much you tell me, you will always keep something back. I often wonder why the young always take us ancients for nambypamby creatures. I shall know what to say to him when he comes. ” “Every one wants to be independent,” said Ann Veronica. His legs were fine and strong, he told her that he had been a warrior in ancient times, to which she snorted in disgust.
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