“Hello!” said Ann Veronica, with arms akimbo and a careless, breathless manner. ” “You know,” he said with some hesitation, “that your sister is singing. Edward Bribble stood between them with an open book. He was only a younger son, and you know what trouble we had. Figg! In a few minutes, all will be over. ” He was suddenly calm. " "Mother!" cried Jack, in a broken voice. She tossed her head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. After all, his was a pleasant face, and a pleasant voice, and very likely Annabel had behaved badly. Part 6 When Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve in her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust.
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