‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward. I’d take it— forgive me if I seem a little urgent—as a sort of proof of friendliness. But if we had gone under—!” They regarded one another silently, and Ann Veronica had one of her penetrating flashes. It had been a part of the vast domain of the servants in the house’s earlier incarnation.
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