Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. “I thought we had discussed that, father. Alban's to-night. And she was about as capable of intelligent argument as a runaway steam-roller.
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