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At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. “You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. Thunder rumbled behind the manicured hills. "I'm a peace-officer," he added, "about to arrest a notorious criminal. “I will take my chance. It must be sent home this evening. ” “But is that really so?” said Ann Veronica. Immeasurable disgust possessed her. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous.
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