Her thoughts were deflected from Vivie Warren by the peculiar behavior of a middle-aged gentleman in Piccadilly. ” “Is it necessary,” he said, “for me to tell you——” “Stop, please,” she said firmly. Will you take it in to him?” The young man smiled in a superior manner. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. If you ride past the church, and mount the hill, you'll come to Neasdon and then you'll not have above half a mile to go. Part 5 Yet Ann Veronica was thinking a very great deal about love.
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