Nervously he pulled alongside the dilapidated oncewhite farmhouse. He opened the drawer of the writing table. He used to call it his fire-escape—ha! ha! I've often used the ladder for my own convenience, but I never expected to turn it to such good account. ” The brutality of his first astonishment was evaporating. Simply. “What I mean is. What had urged her to wrench loose and fly was the guarding instinct of the good woman. But there must be an Englishman who would like to marry her to get Remenham House. “Yes,” said Ann Veronica, trying to think where they were, trying to get things plain again that had seemed plain enough in the quiet of the night. She had never been there before at that hour, in that light, and it seemed to her as if she came to it all for the first time.
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