“I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. Any financial return was inconsiderable against the promise of this psychological treat. . He suddenly became eloquent and plausible. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Ann Veronica looked bright and a little elated, and she disregarded her father’s invitation to be seated. Promise me that you will not disobey the injunctions of her whose memory we must both of us ever revere.
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