’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. The action steadied him; and there was a phase of irony, too, that helped. To find the true father at the expense of the beautiful fairy tale Ruth had woven around the woman in the locket was an intolerable thought. “How did you hear that?” Lucy’s brows knitted. At the opening of the van doors and the emergence into the fresh air Ann Veronica’s doubt and depression gave place to the wildest exhilaration. Old London Bridge.
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