’ ‘Comment? You wish to murder me?’ ‘No, I wish to beat you,’ he retorted. The wounded man had descended the bridge, and dashed himself against the door beyond it; but, finding it impossible to force his way further, he turned to confront his assailants. What you’re after is too risky. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified. I told him the truth.
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