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A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. There was a dreadful stifled groan, and she fell heavily upon the landing. “His stipend forbade it,” she said, and seemed to fall into a train of thought. They used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and, anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly mischance. It was as if her aesthetic sense had become inflamed. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. ” “Uh. ‘So it was. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand.
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