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“Bit starchy,” said Ann Veronica, and altered the key abruptly. “Have you anything to ask the witness?” asked the helpful inspector. The Trenchard estates will likewise be mine, for Sir
Rowland is no more, and the youth, Thames, will never again see daylight. ‘Comment? What do you say?’
Gerald looked down into her face, and found himself touched by the
uncertainty he saw there. It is the horse of the priest, you understand, and—and he does not know
that I have borrowed it. “I wish,” she said, “that you would leave off looking at me as though I were
something grisly. The man was mad to marry me. \"Thanks. "
He did not pause to consider how she had learned that he had imagination; he
comprehended only the direct challenge.
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