” “Oh, Drummond’s dinner!” she repeated. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. I'm about to ring for supper. ‘Yes, like you,’ she snapped, with a venomous glance, her role evidently forgotten for the moment. . Perhaps she was. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. “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. Just as they reached the end of the passage, they heard the voices of Jonathan and the Jew in Thames's late place of confinement. ” Her elation teetered in mid-air for a second, then began to flutter down around her like a badly-built house of cards. You should have confided in me, and fallen in with my plan at the beginning. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully.
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