They trudged and talked, and Manning struggled, as he said, to “get the hang of it all. “Good evening, Dorling,” he said. “And think, think”—her voice sank —“of the horrible coarseness!” “What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. And guess what? I don’t sleep much, if you haven’t noticed. Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. And now I've another job for you.
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