Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. “You’re—I don’t know,” said Ann Veronica. ” “You’re leaving, aren’t you?” He accused. "But don't wait for me, Sir Cecil. But in the train going home her aunt reasoned it out. ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance.
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