“A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. "You play?" asked McClintock, who was sorting the rolls. “It seems to me it comes to earning one’s living in the long run,” said Ann Veronica, coloring faintly. The less she lived, in fact, the better. . "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. "There, Sir," she added, unlocking the door, "you can go in. "I'm a peace-officer," he added, "about to arrest a notorious criminal. It just made me mad to the boiling point.
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