The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. How do you like the story?” “Go on,” said Ann Veronica, a little hoarsely, “tell me all of it. By Jove! When I think of it I want to leap and shout!” “It would astonish that man with the barrow. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. Did you know you’re very maternal? Damn, you’re more maternal than my Mom. Attracted by the odour of the latter dainty, a hungry cat had contrived to scratch open the paper in which it was wrapped, displaying the following words in large characters:—"THE HISTORY OF THE FOUR KINGS, OR CHILD'S BEST GUIDE TO THE GALLOWS.
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