" "Ja—ja," returned the Hollander. " "Liar!" cried Jack. Won’t you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?” He was obviously in earnest. The telegram reminded Ann Veronica that she had no place for interviews except her bed-sitting-room, and she sought her landlady and negotiated hastily for the use of the ground floor parlor, which very fortunately was vacant. There it was—to be borrowed. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror. She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. org Section 4.
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