Wells *** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ANN VERONICA *** ***** This file should be named 524-h. ” “Any place would be beautiful,” said Ann Veronica, in a low voice. The pleasure intensified quickly, it was as much control as she dared to lose as she heard herself calling his name with all her breath. He, next, tried to clamber up the flying buttresses and soffits of the pier, in the hope of reaching some of the windows and other apertures with which, as a man-of-war is studded with port-holes, the sides of the bridge were pierced. " The Chinaman paused. “You, too,” he said abruptly. "Fly, Captain—fly!" Aroused to a sense of the possibility of escape, Jack, who had viewed the deadly assault with savage satisfaction, burst from his captors and made for the door. Ann Veronica had come to the Imperial College obsessed by the great figure of Russell, by the part he had played in the Darwinian controversies, and by the resolute effect of the grim-lipped, yellow, leonine face beneath the mane of silvery hair. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers.
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