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Ann Veronica had one of her flashes of insight. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. Over the chimney-piece was pasted a handbill, purporting to be "The last Dying Speech and Confession of TOM SHEPPARD, the Notorious Housebreaker, who suffered at Tyburn on the 25th of February, 1703. “Do you know,” she confessed, “I never thought of that?” He looked at her as though doubting even now whether she could possibly be in earnest. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. Besides, he was a Yale man. But that title he would not endure. She was dressed in a little white frock, with a very long body, and very short sleeves, which looked (from a certain fullness about the hips,) as if it was intended to be worn with a hoop. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. “He will find it difficult no doubt to alter his style of living,” she said. .
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