‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. "She wouldn't let me go. . ” For the moment her aunt could not think of any reply to this counterstroke, and Ann Veronica followed up her advantage by a sudden inquiry about her abandoned boots. “Grail!” said Ann Veronica, and then: “Oh, yes—of course! Anything but a holy one, I’m afraid. "Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap.
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