“What do we want? What is the goal?” asked Ann Veronica. "
"Never!" replied the woollen-draper; "and if that treacherous rascal, by your
side, doesn't make himself scarce quickly, I'll send a bullet through his brain. Anna sprang to her feet and made for the dressing-room door. I’ve been
waiting all my life to get out of this town. "Now, lead me to a hotel where I can get breakfast. ‘See that
writing table? Go and look in the drawer there. He bowed over her hand,
venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. ”
Annabel, who was looking very well, and who was most becomingly dressed,
moved to a seat from which she could command a view of the road outside. Poor young
lady! She trembled too, and was unable to give her evidence. To the practised eye of the waterman matters wore a very different
air.
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