Good-bye, Anna!” Annabel sprang up. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. He—” “Here they are!” said Ann Veronica as the bell sounded. ’ Oh, do they? No kitchen service? No feeding of pigs? It was evident that this woman knew nothing of nuns, if a certain young lady’s artless reminiscences were anything to go by. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. The more she disentangled the lines of her situation the deeper grew her self-disgust. D'ye hear.
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