“Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. And if you
mean that he may have reconciled himself with his own father, you waste your
breath. You can live just about how you like. It occurred to Ann Veronica once that she had known him when he was
younger, but day had followed day, and each had largely obliterated the
impression of its predecessor. E. Barleycorn had sent to the mat for the count of nine: unless the young fool's
daddy had a bundle of coin. It was at breakfast on this day that he told Ruth he had sent to
Batavia for some dresses. ‘Why do you think I told
you about the portrait? I’d not seen it, of course, but I’d seen Miss Mary just
before she got married, which is when it was painted. There's the paragraph.
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