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Her place was beside Anne -- that was all she had got out of Fred Landers. And in that respect she was by no means convinced that her instinct was not surer than his, that she was not right in agreeing with her daughter that their experiment had been a failure.
Yet, even if it had, she could not leave Anne now; not till she had made sure there was no further danger from Chris. Ah -- if she were once certain of that, it would perhaps be easiest and simplest to go! But not till then.