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“How dare you!” she panted, with
her world screaming and grimacing insult at her. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the
booze back there in little old New York…. “Every one. “You must arrest me!” she gasped, breathlessly, insisting insanely on a point
already carried; “you shall!”
The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from
unnamable disgraces. She is, in her way, a dear. ‘You do not dare look in my clothes. I am
rehearsing now for a new play at the ‘Garrick’ and I have quite made up my
mind to try and make some sort of position for myself as an actress. ’
‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip
Are dug from the mines of canary;
And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip
With hogsheads of claret and sherry. Critically, she stared at her own features. "
"Don't worry about that. If
not, I'll convey him to St. ’
‘Aye, miss,’ Kimble agreed, taking the garments, ‘but where will I find you?’
‘I do not know. She grew perhaps a shade paler,
and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with
luggage, was still waiting.
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