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Ann Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. ‘Major Gerald Alderley, mademoiselle, quite at your service. I didn’t betray you, I swear I didn’t. “A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?” “Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very egotistical. Did she suppose him a possible pretender to her daughter’s hand? The girl—Dorothée, if memory served—was clearly marriageable, but he imagined most of these unhappy exiles were all but penniless. ” “The truth!” There was a brief but intense silence. His fatigue was tacitly understood within the family; it was a phenomenon which everyone acknowledged as related to the trades. ’ ‘Indeed, I’m beginning to think so,’ he said ruefully. “I believe it is.
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