He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. See? You marry me. Promise me that you’ll contact the police if she ever calls you on the phone, or worse, shows up at your school. CHAPTER VI. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open.
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