Why ever did you let me get into that wagonette?” “I thought we had to,” said Ann Veronica, who had also been a little under the compulsion of the marshals of the occasion. ‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily. Her old nurse’s hands returned the pressure. “Don’t be a hypocrite. She will sail, at early dawn to-morrow, for Rotterdam.
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