Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. His eyes closed. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. It had a tiny flaw, most bizarre. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. ‘Do not speak of him. Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully, with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to discuss a point. " "Glad to see you once more in the Mint, Mrs. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. " "May be," returned the man gravely.
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