“You permitted me then to call you my friend. “And think, think”—her voice sank —“of the horrible coarseness!” “What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. “Have either of you been out of this room since you discovered what had happened?” he asked. It was a haunted place. She had set out to get a beautiful life, a free, untrammelled life, self-development, without counting the cost either for herself or others. As soon as he was certain he should be disturbed no more, Jack set to work, and with the aid of the file in less than an hour had freed himself from his fetters. The Victorians over-did it a little, I admit.
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