Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. ” “I suppose we are,” said Vee, rearranging the flowers in her hand. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. “My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father. “It’s Kitty’s idea,” said one, “we are to go in the vans. This was enough for the poor widow. “I am very much obliged for the tea,” she said. Them young prigs is all alike. She thought of the smiles she would gather when she brought forth his first grandson.
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