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Part 9
She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a
sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. Your face has flitted out of my
watch-fire, and then I have been a haunted man. “Are you aware, Ann Veronica, you nearly throttled that gentleman?”
Then she reviled her own foolish way of putting it. She silently willed him to
stop his pacing, to calm down. Don’t be afraid to go
on thinking it. What do you say?”
“I agree,” Anna said coldly, “if you will make it three months. "But what, may I ask, arouses the thought?"
The doctor was in high good humour. “How’d you know it was me?”
He looked
conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants. This
was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as
“White’s. ‘So it was.
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