I hope this is all. ’
His brows rose. Part 3
For a time Ann Veronica’s family had desisted from direct offers of a free
pardon; they were evidently waiting for her resources to come to an end. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was
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beating, almost tenderly. There are some papers I have to look through to-night—important
papers. He was ready
to seed his legacy, and you were a pawn to be moved out
of the way. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were
in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure!
but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street
again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent.
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