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"All I want is to be happy!" she said aloud, as if she were asking for something
of such ordinary value that God would readily accord it to her because there was
so little demand for the commodity. "Just in time," said the thief-taker. Ruth was not a woman; she was a phenomenon. For a time Ann Veronica went on her way gauging the quality of sordid
streets. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. Morality is a point of view. What had happened to it?
She had broken it, certainly. Traversing what remained of Wych Street at a rapid
pace, and speeding along Drury Lane, the trio soon found themselves in
Kendrick Yard. "Now, step this way, Mr. "Stay!" cried Wood, "this is a most perplexing business—if you really are privy
to the affair——"
"We'll talk of it to-morrow, Sir," returned Jackson, cutting him short. For a second time Ann Veronica wanted to swear at the universe. "Mr.
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