"Leave him to me," he said. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. Hitherto, no visiters had been permitted to see him. "But I am now coming to the point which most concerns you. Wagstaff. We’ll be somewhere on the floor above. ’ ‘Yes, that’s what I’m talking about,’ Gerald said. If she was in a position to help him she would help him; only it happened to be the other way round.
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