Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. For a moment her heart seemed to stop beating. She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps. His fellow-prisoners nicknamed him the gallows-provider, from a habit he had of picking out all those who were destined to the gibbet. A silence ensued. ’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket. . “Please play something for us,” Carol asked, her eyes aglow. . What do you think, Annabel?” “I don’t think they would,” she admitted. So, by way of gaining time, he resolved to question him further.
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