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"Come, my disconsolate darlings," cried Austin, "it only wants five minutes to
six. "Beg pardon, Sir Rowland," said the attendant, "but there's a boy from Mr. ‘How she pouted, and tried to make out that she had been imposed upon. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face,
and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a
sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not
recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind,
the word “meretricious. The poor wretch, driven by
desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more
beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. There was no way to
warn her of his presence without startling her. As though accidentally she
swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. "
"Sir," said the chief turnkey, indignantly.
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