But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal. The kissing of the book struck her as particularly odd, and then the policemen gave their evidence in staccato jerks and stereotyped phrases. Her aunt returned before the packing was done, and Ann Veronica lunched with an uneasy sense of bag and hold-all packed up-stairs and inadequately hidden from chance intruders by the valance of the bed. Stanley took the letter and stood with it in his hand thoughtfully for a time.
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