”
Anna looked for a moment steadily at her sister, whose face was still averted. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old
gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general
terms, at least—what that accosting signified. “It was great, Shari!” She replied the stars still in her
eyes. You'll find those young ladies extremely agreeable acquaintances. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have
to tell my part in it all, too. Both the fugitive and his chasers embarked on the
Thames. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a
little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the
staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning
and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside
Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that
her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a
leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,”
came to Ann Veronica’s ears.
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