Beyond the Circus Ann Veronica went into a British Tea-Table Company shop to get some tea. The guests congregated within the night-cellar were, in fact, little better than thieves; but thieves who confined their depredations almost exclusively to the vessels lying in the pool and docks of the river. ’ ‘You,’ announced the lady, throwing an explosive glare at the captain, ‘are a person entirely without sense. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. “The women are taking it up,” said Miss Miniver; “the women and the common people, all pressing forward, all roused.
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