"Don't swear, Jack, or I shall distrust you. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. His glance came up again and met hers. . In no way could he be said to contribute to the gaiety of the little party. ” “Why in Heaven’s name should I forget?” he cried. “You must arrest me!” she gasped, breathlessly, insisting insanely on a point already carried; “you shall!” The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from unnamable disgraces. Or I should have made love to you long ago.
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