Miss Stanley, it was manifest, had given him Ann Veronica’s address. It’s no good flying out at that, Vee; I didn’t arrange it. There isn’t. Wood cut him short by stating his intention of crossing the river as soon as possible in order to avoid the storm. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain.
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