"Ay, ay," rejoined Sheppard; "he may do what he pleases,—hang me, if he thinks proper,—if you wish it. Ann Veronica, with a sigh at the cost of hospitality, made a hasty negotiation for an extra tea and for a fire in the groundfloor apartment, and preened herself carefully for the interview. The struggles of the wounded man were desperate—so desperate, that in his agony he overset the table, and, in the confusion, tore off the cloth, and disclosed a face horribly mutilated, and streaming with blood. ‘You do not believe me?’ ‘I do not. She had better escape if she can. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. It was hard to gain weight when you hated to eat. ” She pulled a small blue box out of the pocket of her hoodie. Miss Stanley, it was manifest, had given him Ann Veronica’s address. \" Cathy poured her a glass. " She showed him the locket; and he studied the face.
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