” “I do it—of my own free will,” said Ann Veronica, kissing his hand again. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. She tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. ’ ‘I don’t know,’ confessed Gerald. That bruise will answer the same purpose.
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