” “A little pit!” said Ann Veronica; “a little prison!” “It’s just as often a little refuge. Help! help!" But her cries were unheeded. ’ ‘But what do you want it for, miss?’ ‘But to protect myself. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. ‘Besides, I don’t want the men blundering in here and frightening off our spy. ’ ‘You mean Valade? Don’t be downhearted.
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