He touched a long-standing sore, and Ann Veronica found herself vainly trying to explain—the inexplicable. ‘Maybe not,’ Gerald conceded, ‘but I’m damned if I herald my approach with a lot of unnecessary blundering about in the dark. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. There’s something— something ADULT about you. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. ” “I’m sorry.
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