I’ve been waiting all my life to get out of this town. She elected to go to prison. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. ” “One has theories,” said Ann Veronica, radiantly. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. “And think, think”—her voice sank —“of the horrible coarseness!” “What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. She then opened Lucy’s meager closet and plucked out a pair of heeled boots usually reserved for weddings and funerals.
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