“A thick-set, coarse-looking young man, Anna!” she exclaimed in a hoarse
excited whisper. It was you! It was
exactly you, but it was probably the photo they thought it
was your mother! I dug it up after combing the Reader’s
Guide To Periodical Literature for like, six hours straight. ”
That simple statement of the case was by no means all that went on in Ann
Veronica’s mind. "
"I can't! I can't—not now!"
"Bat!—can't you see that she's the kind who would understand and forgive? She
loves you. It amazed her that women in the United States
could own property as easily as they did nowadays. One of the coolies held the paper
lantern. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. ’
‘Gad, there is someone there,’ exclaimed Hilary beside him, shading his eyes
with one hand. "
"And partly what else?"
"I shall never tell anybody that. "I will," answered the prisoner. ”
Chapter XIX
“THIS IS NOT THE END”
“I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking
off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day.
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