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CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT Part 1 Spring had held back that year until the dawn of May, and then spring and summer came with a rush together. "Won't you sit down?" "I beg your pardon! Come into the consultation office"; and the doctor led the way. I was always used to it, and I think it gives quite a tone to an establishment. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. “It seems to me it comes to earning one’s living in the long run,” said Ann Veronica, coloring faintly. "Don't disturb yourself," continued the other, nowise disconcerted by the rebuke. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. Her dress, it has just been said, was neatness and simplicity itself.
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