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Spurling had retired for the night. Part 5 She had sent her father a telegram from the East Strand post-office worded thus: | All | is | well | with | |————-|—————-|—————|—————|————-| | and | quite | safe | Veronica | ——————————————————————————- me | | and afterward she had dined a la carte upon a cutlet, and had then set herself to write an answer to Mr. She fled. She wished to view Sebastian again if only to reaffirm that there was a human being whose appearance remained unaltered by the vagaries of time and memory. Instead, he was bowing to her greataunt. If such a thing in connexion with him had been possible they would have declared that he was in a towering rage. "I'm a detective; my ears and eyes have been trained to absorb all I see and all I hear. She did her best to do this. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. Sometimes I tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the mystery of primaeval nature. Gods! what it must be to pour out strong, splendid verse—mighty lines! mighty lines! If I do, Ann Veronica, it will be you.
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