“But your sister?” he asked. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. ‘Oh, peste. \" \"It's okay. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. “Oh.
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