‘I don’t want that girl running her head into any more danger. Her cheeks flushed a dull red. “I want to show you something. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. “Of course,” she said diffidently, “this is a boarding-house, although we never take in promiscuous travellers. To appreciate it you should try rooms. ’ ‘You surprise me. "Sign this," he said, pushing the document towards Sir Rowland.
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