Perhaps it was loneliness. But then Lady Palsworthy had never seen Ann Veronica running like the wind at hockey. She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. And, if I can render you any service, you may command me. She glared at him with satisfaction. You have changed from the veriest butterfly to a woman—you wear different clothes, you have the air of another world. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. "Go!" said Lady Trafford; "it is my last request.
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