“Oh, Veronica!” she said, “to leave your home!” She had been weeping. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. “You’re an idiot and your attitude is repugnant. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. Out of sight of that tell-tale window, the two officers darted across the grounds, speedily gaining the lee of the mansion walls. Take, if you please, your own pistol.
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