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‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it. He went on. His eyes were bright with the hunt. Fame of any sort was folly and she knew better. “My dear Annabel,” she said, “this is delightful, but I thought that it was forbidden. ” “Then how have you managed?” “Bother!” said Ann Veronica to herself, and tried not to look guilty. The Chapel was situated in the south-east angle of the jail; the ordinary at the time of this history being the Reverend Thomas Purney; the deputy chaplain, Mr. ‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily.
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