She battled with a deadly
faintness, and she tottered rather than walked back to her seat. “You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?”
“I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal
passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I
understand. He had meant to come at his business in a
roundabout way, but for that little slip. The hangman is always an object of
peculiar detestation to the mob, a tremendous hooting hailed his appearance, and
both staves and swords were required to preserve order. The shops were lighting up into
gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she
had lost her way. There was so
much to see, so much to do, that he became what he had once been normally, a
lovable boy.
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