Ann Veronica sat back with a sigh of relief. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. And this clear-visioned child had comprehended that only half the rogues were really ill. They do not come for me, to find me and bring me home. What had happened to it? She had broken it, certainly. There was a little murmur of consternation from the waiting crowd, and the florid young woman showed signs of temper, to which Mr. Squads reached to the very portal of that centre of disturbance. But here was a girl—she must be a girl, since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably and cleverly. Ramage leaned over the gate at Ann Veronica’s side, and for a moment there was silence. ’ Gerald could not resist. ‘Well?’ he uttered between heavy breaths. She was quite tired of the stream of visitors and heard with relief the words of her newfound great-aunt, addressed to her son’s butler.
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