’ ‘Between the devil and the deep blue sea, he were,’ agreed Pottiswick’s daughter. But was it Faith? That is what she was this day going to find out. Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. I have come to you for sympathy, perhaps for help. Now it occurred to him that to show her the sealed letter would be a better way.
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