Mr. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. " "Others may, if you won't," muttered Jack, retiring. ‘But you said she was looking for proof. “But perhaps I want to confess them.
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