Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. When I gave him an invitation to supper, I little thought he'd accept it. Either Sydney or Mr. He was not, it seemed, the proper stipendiary at all, and there had been some demur to his jurisdiction that had ruffled him. " "A mother's blessing on you," replied Mrs. He returned her impressive greeting almost mechanically.
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