“Hainault was Celeste’s friend, and Celeste was Annabel’s enemy,” Courtlaw said. Ann Veronica watched her face, vaguely sympathizing with her, vaguely disliking her physical insufficiency and her convulsive movements, and the fine eyebrows were knit with a faint perplexity. Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. Manning,” she said, “I HAVE a confession to make. When it's done, I'll push you through. You Ann Veronica?” “Rather! I say—did you marry Gwen?” “Yes.
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