Ann Veronica hesitated with a question that had leaped up in her mind, and that she felt was cruel. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. Anna, who was disposed to be sharply critical, could find no fault with it. Michelle’s eyes darted around, she refused to look straight at Lucy. ToC Jack was scarcely concealed when the door opened, and the two persons of whom he had caught a glimpse below entered the room. The lady whose husband had been Mayor of Hartlepool looked at Anna and sniffed. And all the old—the old trick of shrinking up like a snail at a touch.
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