‘You will arrest me? For—for—’ ‘Trespass, theft and spying,’ snapped Hilary. Her tone was icy. Rage flooded her at his intent, but she controlled it. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,” came to Ann Veronica’s ears. She felt her canines growing. "We're too wide awake for that. Things you would laugh at. I'm a stickler about clothes and clean chins.
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