“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. Wood, "and I'll take care of Thames. They trudged and talked, and Manning struggled, as he said, to “get the hang of it all. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. But go on. How did you like Tristan?” Ann Veronica paused the fraction of a second before her reply came.
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