At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. This was David Courtlaw, whose ways, too, had never been very different from the ways of other men as regards her sex. She sat down by the paperrack with a general feeling of resemblance to Vivie Warren, and looked through the Morning Post and Standard and Telegraph, and afterward the half-penny sheets. " "And all the time you loved her?"—appalled. It was the expression of Miss Klegg’s face that put the idea into Ann Veronica’s head of showing Manning at the College one day, an idea which she didn’t for some reason or other carry out for a fortnight. Peste, but everything had become difficult. Sometimes I take innocent lives. You dear, dear girl.
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