“My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father. Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. "He will be murdered!—Help!" "My child!—my love!" cried Wood, dragging her forcibly back. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt.
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