In addition to the various business men, solicitors, civil servants, and widow
ladies who lived in the Morningside Park Avenue, there was a certain family of
alien sympathies and artistic quality, the Widgetts, with which Ann Veronica had
become very friendly. "Well," she said, as they reached the hotel portal, "what is your advice?"
"Would you follow it?"
"Probably not. My house is the next door to the Cooper's Arms, in the
Old Bailey, opposite Newgate. Yet he was in a state of
hopeless bewilderment. “Yes, aren’t they?” said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. Nor did he content himself with
declaring his guiltlessness of the crime imputed to him, but began in his turn to
menace his captor and accuser, loading the latter with the bitterest upbraidings. “I am afraid—I really think that one of us ought to go with you,” he said. And this great mellow place, this
London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome
and live in.
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