Her aunt returned before the packing was done, and Ann Veronica lunched with an uneasy sense of bag and hold-all packed up-stairs and inadequately hidden from chance intruders by the valance of the bed. ‘Oh, dearie me, you make me feel a traitor. Wood laughed louder than ever. " "Well, that's fine. Manning, her aunt and father, neighbors, customs, traditions, forces. Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent.
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