The ball passed over his head, and lodged in the ceiling. ‘Well?’ she said. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face resumed its expression of stern preoccupation.
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