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"I will not submit to be thus interrogated," said Winifred, angrily. Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered. “Your coffee’s too good to refuse. The very blank, however, affected him more deeply than if it had been left. . She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. “Anna,” she cried, “you must believe me. ’ ‘But it was not your fault,’ protested Gosse, shocked. I should have gone mad without it. “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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