"Whatever your intelligence may be I will strive to bear it. An uncomfortable silence followed. Her heavy pistol came up again, although she did not rise. Wood had the advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special recommendation in female eyes. "He can't get out. I demand it as a right. Not us. Sheppard, rushing from the adjoining room. You, Anna, are one of them. She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. “Let me think,” said Ann Veronica. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. I would be chased by every curious party on this planet, by vampireseekers, by witch-hunters, by researchers, you name it.
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