"I loved you," replied Jack,—"don't start—it is over now—I loved you, I say, as a boy. You will be opposite the big entrance in Old Palace Yard. His name is carved upon a beam up stairs. It seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. He could not contain his satisfaction, but chuckled, and rubbed his hands with delight. A knot of three policemen in conflict with her staggered toward Ann Veronica’s attendants and distracted their attention. That was the wonder of these stories; one lived in them. “It’s—it’s a difficult question. The very blank, however, affected him more deeply than if it had been left. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava.
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