Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified. This time they would call it murder. There was a tearing sound and the cloth of her habit ripped apart as the smothered point drove through it, missing its intended target. They clapped wildly afterward. " "Yes. He felt his heart beat faster and faster—his self-restraint slipping away.
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