It was your sister who married Sir John Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t it?” Anna nodded. “It’s odd,” said Ann Veronica, re-entering the flat. The young lady with frizzled hair, whom Brendon had pointed out to her as Miss Ellicot, leaned forward from her hostess’s side. “You don’t want to go?” “No. She loped forward on unnaturally long legs and arms that swung loosely. “Anna,” she cried, “you must believe me. He was painfully in earnest, too. "I'm sure little Jack has but one friend beside myself, in the world, and that's more than I would have ventured to say for him yesterday. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her.
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