‘Certainly I am not a nun. But his own ferocity was less now that she was disarmed. The ribald demons that infested the back of Ann Veronica’s mind urged
various facetious interrogations upon her, as, for example, where the witness had
acquired his prose style. ‘Imbecile. "Is Thames returned
from London?"
"Not yet," replied the other; "but I expect him every minute. "
"I liked that, too," she replied; "but it wasn't that I had in mind. "
"In whose favour is it made?" he inquired, sternly. Spurling, who had been hastily compounding
another bowl of punch. "
"I see. She patted John's
head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. Stanley took the letter and stood with it in his hand thoughtfully for a
time. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to
write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering,
perhaps a trifle laboriously. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a
desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the
Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed.
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