” “It’s dreadful for you to be here,” he said, indicating the yellow presence of the first fog of the year without, “but your aunt told me something of what had happened. “How’s Mrs. ” He spoke loudly. Kneebone helped to the pigeon-pie; while Thames unwired and uncorked a bottle of stout Carnarvonshire ale. “So you found Rhea, I see. ” “It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. If he had nothing to tell her, she had nothing to ask. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. Miss Stanley had determined from the outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand.
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