She wished she had not stood up. Ann Veronica hesitated with a question that had leaped up in her mind, and that she felt was cruel. He turned round toward her and found her looking at him and standing very still. Hurled over the sides of the skiff, the ruffian speedily found a watery grave. Now, he had achieved them, and felt assured of success. “Beautiful these autumn flowers are,” said Ann Veronica, in a wide, uncomfortable pause.
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