” She drove off in a little fiacre, nodding and smiling at Sir John, who remained upon the Avenue. Give me the chisel, Blueskin. What Miss Miniver would have called the Higher Truth supervenes. Ann Veronica considered her answer. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent.
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