“Damn!”
said Ann Veronica to herself, rousing herself for a conflict. ’
‘But I find it was extremely kind of him,’ protested Melusine, ‘and since it is
that he is not any more under arrest—’
‘No, he ain’t,’ interrupted Trodger in some dudgeon. Wrenching his
hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. One thing may be a
necessary collateral of the others. She went across to the little
window again, her back to Melusine. Sydney was watching her eagerly. But he did not follow on with the thought. Every window,
from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered
with spectators. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms. And at last Ann Veronica and Miss Miniver came down the dark staircase and
out into the foggy spaces of the London squares, and crossed Russell Square,
Woburn Square, Gordon Square, making an oblique route to Ann Veronica’s
lodging.
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