At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. At last, after a long rumbling journey in a stuffy windowless van, she reached Canongate Prison—for Holloway had its quota already. Wood; "and I did so to see how far your effrontery would carry you. Ann Veronica’s experiences of men had been among more stable types—Teddy, who was always absurd; her father, who was always authoritative and sentimental; Manning, who was always Manning. “My sister is sure to be out. “I did not recognize him,” Anna answered. " CHAPTER V. ’ Gerald sighed. " "So he is," returned Jack; "but there's no saying how long he may remain so. Teas he contributed to the commissariat of Ann Veronica’s campaign—quite a number of teas.
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