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"Yes, your son, Madam. Earles answered, glibly. In an instant the expectant calm of Westminster was ended, and the very Speaker in the chair blenched at the sound of the policemen’s whistles. ’ ‘Dear me. In the adjacent apartment Ann Veronica found a middle-aged woman with a tired face under the tired hat she wore, sitting at a desk opening letters while a dusky, untidy girl of eight-or nine-and-twenty hammered industriously at a typewriter. Fine woman, Lady Trafford—a little on the wane though. “In private.
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