"I should think so," responded the lethargic turnkey, with a yawn. " "Save us!" exclaimed Wood. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. Miss Stanley, it was manifest, had given him Ann Veronica’s address. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. ‘Ah, now I may see what damage Gérard has done to me,’ she muttered, crossing to the table and putting her hand to the sore place at her neck. A fortnight passed, then a month. Thought she was a nun at first. “There are policemen—and buses. . “Mr. Such was his fury, that if he had not been restrained by the presence of the two turnkeys, he might perhaps have anticipated the course of justice, by laying violent hands upon his victim.
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