” She took the pocket-book and looked up at him with a little impulsive movement. Some of the delicate colour which the afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned. “Father,” she cried, “I have to live!” He misunderstood her. There was no response. Traps, set with peculiar cunning; she had encountered them everywhere. “You haven’t come here to make a lot of difficulties?” she asked. “Which one?” “The one whose life you have been making a burden, who has been all the time shielding her sister. ” Ann Veronica sat over her fire with her father’s note in her hand. He really deserves a better fate, does he not? He is so beautifully persistent. She looked about and discovered a door partially hidden by shadow.
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