’ ‘Sir!’ called Trodger, as the captain began to lead the young lady off. . His gaze dropped to the black garment that covered her. Kneebone, I'll make one of the party. ‘You said?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham, your great-aunt, miss. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. “The walk has given me an appetite, and I do not feel like waiting till five o’clock. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up. ” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television.
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