It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. “Are you aware, Ann Veronica, you nearly throttled that gentleman?” Then she reviled her own foolish way of putting it. Give him his medicine every half hour. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. One doesn’t realize that even the sort of civilization one has at Morningside Park is held together with difficulty.
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