”
She was in the bedroom by eleven. About the Abbey
and Abingdon Street stood the outer pickets and detachments of the police, their
attention all directed westward to where the women in Caxton Hall, Westminster,
hummed like an angry hive. One glance swept across the place
and it was immediately apparent that Pottiswick had not, this time, been
mistaken. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into
surroundings or touched something that offends his caste. What has been the matter?”
“Toothache,” he answered laconically. “You must arrest me!” she gasped, breathlessly, insisting insanely on a point
already carried; “you shall!”
The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from
unnamable disgraces. Why ever did you let me get into that wagonette?”
“I thought we had to,” said Ann Veronica, who had also been a little under the
compulsion of the marshals of the occasion. No, don’t interrupt me. Or, better still, put all my clothes in the trunk. "
"It's that, but it interferes with the college spirit stuff. And that’s why I’m at your service.
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