She forbade him to escape to his workshop in the basement during those times, denying him his one and only hobby. For a time Ann Veronica’s attention was diverted by her aunt’s interest in the salted almonds. “I don’t see that his being a good sort matters. “I wonder if there is!” said Capes, and paused, and then bent down over the boy who wore his hair like Russell. I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. And you promised to tell me. “For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. Capes?” she heard her aunt saying.
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