Ann Veronica woke rather later than usual, and lay awake for some minutes before she remembered a certain resolution she had taken in the small hours. The arm about her was steel hard, and she felt the weapon that was placed at her heart, which thumped uncomfortably in her chest. It was a moment of breathless interest to all engaged in the attempt. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered. Annabel shook her head. It would be too mortifying.
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