”
Ann Veronica sat over her fire with her father’s note in her hand. But when it
came to broaching them, it proved to be much more difficult than she had
supposed. . ‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t
what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. "
But the caution came too late. “I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. “You are developing far too retentive a memory for praises,” said Ann
Veronica. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose
place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop
had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. You can tell me the rest another
time. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or
habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head,
harmonized with her masculine appearance. I picked up her handkerchief on the floor. There's a bunch of us are going to meet at the movies
tonight to see that new movie Poltergeist.
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