“May I sit beside you?” “It’s a very difficult one,” said her aunt. ‘That’s why I never told Joan Ibstock that you were still with me when I wrote. There was some justification for her annoyance, for negotiation of the secret passage demanded either a stout heart, or a desperate one. “For one thing, Anna,” she remarked, “we had not the slightest idea that you had left, or were leaving Paris. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate.
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