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” He dropped his eye-glass with a clatter. At noon the doctor himself arrived. “You cowards!” said Ann Veronica, “put her down!” and tore herself from a detaining hand and battered with her fists upon the big red ear and blue shoulder of the policeman who held the little old lady. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. Her eyes were fixed upon the ground, the pink colour coming and going in her cheeks was very delicate and girlish. After the first violent outbreak of grief had in some degree subsided, Thames addressed him. I like such interviews.
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