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‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. He tried to make love to me. He tried to raise an outcry, but his throat was again forcibly griped by Rowland. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. ‘But you are idiot. Ann Veronica stared at his foolish, propitiatory smile, his hungry gaze, through one moment of amazement, then stepped aside and went on her way with a quickened step.
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