Yon must be mine to-night. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. I am loved. It was the blouse that gave Lucy away. ” Rhea whispered. Already she had sent him twenty pounds, and never written to explain to him why it was she had not sent it back sharply directly he returned it. CHAPTER XVII. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye. Better to remain silent.
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