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"You think so, eh?" chuckled Shotbolt, who was eagerly perusing the reward,
and congratulating himself upon his caution; "you think so—ha! ha! Well, don't
go to bed, that's all. ”
“I am glad that you have a reasonable excuse for not having been to see me,” she
said good-humouredly. “Perhaps,” she said, “it is the London climate. My foster mother, Janine, wasn’t
much fatter. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous
undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that
summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy
annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as
preoccupied with them. ’
Hilary’s brows shot up. But only inside, you understand, that one
cannot see it. “And what is it all about, Veronica?” he asked, with a
deliberate note of irony, looking at her a little quizzically over his glasses. For the first time, perhaps, in his life, he repented of his brutality. ‘If you had told
him that I would rather die than see him, he would not have come. "
"Add that to what she is now suffering? It's too late.
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