His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop. "Spare me!" he groaned, looking upwards. It is not, my dear Veronica, that I think there is any harm in you; there is not. Do you think it’s nothing to me to have my daughter running about London looking for odd jobs and disgracing herself?” “Sha’n’t get odd jobs,” said Ann Veronica, wiping her eyes. “Come in.
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