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"But, Mr. "No, I don't. Ann
Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads
from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent
muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. The gallows is in view—I see it
with all its hideous apparatus!—ough!" and shuddering violently, she placed her
hands before her, as if to exclude some frightful vision from her sight. And then
presently these clouds began to wear thin and expose steep, deep slopes, going
down and down, with grass and pine-trees, down and down, and at last, through
a great rent in the clouds, bare roofs, shining like very minute pin-heads, and a
road like a fibre of white silk-Macugnana, in Italy. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to
himself. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank
wearily into an easy chair. "To those who, like me, have never been able to get out of the dark
and dreary paths of life, the grave is indeed a refuge, and the sooner they reach it
the better. ’
So that was it. Yet I think
that he will do it.
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