I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know. " "On no account," rejoined Wood peremptorily. The significance of the kiss was still obscure to her, though she had frequently encountered the word and act in the Old and New Testaments and latterly in novels. You do not know him. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. If you'd read your husband's dying speech, you'd know that he laid his death at Jonathan's door,—and with reason too, as I can testify.
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