” “YOU ASKED YOUR FATHER FOR A REASON!” said Miss Miniver, with great intensity. “Lots of ‘em!” Capes chuckled. “You can say what you have to say before Mr. ’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. He lowered his voice a little and leaned over towards her. She would wake in the night to repeat her bitter cry: “Oh, why did I burn those notes?” It added greatly to the annoyance of the situation that she had twice seen Ramage in the Avenue since her return to the shelter of her father’s roof. "Did you write it?" "No. He appeared to be strangely uncommunicative, though I tried to draw him out. ’ ‘Me, miss?’ uttered Mrs Ibstock doubtfully. Perhaps the sunken cheeks and the protruding cheekbones gave her this impression.
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