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He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. He came as an agreeable diversion from an insoluble perplexity. " "Hadn't you better hold a moment's parley with the gentlemen before proceeding to extremities?" suggested Jonathan. You understand me, I’m sure. “Well——” She stopped short. ” She taunted. . She threw him his car keys. He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face. “I mean to go to prison directly the session is over,” said Miss Klegg.
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