Part 6
He became quite sure, by a sort of accumulation of reflection, as the day wore
on. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of
that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her
father. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were
in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure!
but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street
again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. He glanced up. When sentence was
passed there wasn't a dry eye in the court. There was a sharp knocking at the outside door. Shari was
snoring soundly. . It was an
excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip.
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