The Project Gutenberg EBook of Ann Veronica, by H. I’m the sort of dog, if you turn it out of the
room it lies down on the mat at the door. The boy was right. The doll she had never owned, the cat
and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in
this sleeping man. “Would YOU like us—if some one told you the bare outline of our story?—
and what we are doing?”
“I shouldn’t mind,” said Ann Veronica. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to
bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the
study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. You were never married at
all. You DO use vile language!”
“Forget about it like this.
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