“Go to London,” said Ann Veronica. “She is likely somewhere on the road or perhaps in town, finding victims. I'll tote it myself. “Have you told anybody else?” Lucy asked. No doubt they've all been rejected; but he couldn't throw them overboard. Be a sport, and pile it all on me!" He went to bed. ' Will that do?" "It will," replied Trenchard. ” Ann Veronica hesitated, and then stood in the open doorway and regarded her father’s stern presence. ’ ‘Woof!’ uttered the sergeant, jumping back. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. But this chap is good wine yet.
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