’
‘Begging your pardon, miss, but I think as how you ought to go back to
London,’ Jack ventured. Her aunt had a once exasperating habit
of interrupting her work with demands for small household services, but now
Ann Veronica rendered them with a queer readiness of anticipatory propitiation. She could hear the raucous laughter and bad
music below. "
"No. He brought home her first “meal”, a man who he
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claimed was a highwayman who had raped several women
and was destined for the hangman’s noose. But at the word
“home” she turned again. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved
over his head to cheer on his companions. \" She said,
bashful.
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