E. I was sitting up, lamenting your departure, dear Thames, when, hearing an odd noise, I went to the landing, and, by the light of a dark lantern, saw Jack Sheppard, stealing up stairs, followed by two men with crape on their faces. Damn! I’ve splashed. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome. These realizations rushed into Ann Veronica’s mind and hardened her heart against him. The door opened, and a slightly overweight pretty blonde, an older, wiser version of Michelle, came into view. Then came the great day.
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