A slow
anger burned in the man. He sat back in an easy chair with a hand upon each of the elbows,
and looked steadfastly into the fire. ’
‘Now you come to mention it, it is stupid,’ Gerald said, struck. ’
‘No, I won’t. “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. Plainly. There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and
carried pearls in his pocket. It was she who had
come out from the flat only a few minutes before. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced
towards her languidly. Even if you pretend
sometimes to be without sense. The fates are never so kind to
me. 230
Rhea sprang, teeth flashing.
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