Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. I am sorry, but you have spoilt me. “You won’t give me away, Anna. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified. Anna sprang to her feet and made for the dressing-room door. \"Borrowed a pencil.
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