“Look here,” he cried out of a silence, with a sudden flash of understanding, “did you mean to throw me over when you came out with me this afternoon?” Ann Veronica hesitated, and with a startled mind realized the truth. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. "I'll be his evil genius!" vociferated Jonathan, who seemed to enjoy her torture. He had chosen his time well. I wouldn’t even have to use very much gasoline.
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