A maidservant held the front door open. It has been only the sort of nonsense which passes lightly enough between half the men and women in London. “It is so difficult,” she murmured, “so impossible to explain. “Are we interrupting anything?” “No!” Martin jumped slightly. ” She laid her fingers upon his arm, and they both stood still. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects. " "Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. Ann Veronica had no answer for a moment. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. ” Her mind drifted into a speculation about her sister. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband.
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