If only—Anna, tell me,” she broke off suddenly, “how did you get to know Mr. ” Then she fell to thinking about her aunt. What hotel should she go to? If she told a cabman to drive to an hotel, any hotel, what would he do—or say? He might drive to something dreadfully expensive, and not at all the quiet sort of thing she required. I tell you I’m Meysey Hill, the railway man. ” “And you?” asked David Courtlaw. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. Rummage, my boy, do. ” Miss Stanley reflected as Ann Veronica went toward the house. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood.
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