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’ Her eyes narrowed. ” He relapsed into a stony silence. ‘You are mad,’ Gosse uttered, and only just had time to get himself up from the floor. The Times slipped from his fingers. In the artificial light her skin had the tint and lustre of a yellow pearl. “You must arrest me!” she gasped, breathlessly, insisting insanely on a point already carried; “you shall!” The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from unnamable disgraces. .
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