She went down, feeling rather than seeing the way. Earles said, rubbing his hands together, “by post. Mrs. Upon my word—you are Miss Pellissier, aren’t you?” “I certainly am,” she admitted. “Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?” Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause him pain. He addressed her by that title, and something in the tone disturbed her. “A glass slipped from the table,” he explained. ‘I’m determined to find out all about you, mademoiselle.
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