Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. He sent me flowers. I made Hainault’s acquaintance, stood him drinks, lent him money. He wanted to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. Not at all. I was bawling so hard that the Nurse took pity on me and slipped me two Children’s Tylenol. Earles’ waiting-room who would march you straight off to a registrar’s office. Annabel set her teeth hard, and turned fiercely towards Anna. ‘What in Hades d’ye mean, thanks to me? Want to blame anyone, blame that rapscallion who calls himself your father.
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