With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. ” Anna glanced momentarily towards her sister, but Annabel neither spoke nor moved. “No, I’d like to. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin.
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