” “That brings us back,” said Ann Veronica, “to the mystery. “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. They're only just gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated more violently than before. She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. ‘He lacked moral fibre, did Nicholas.
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