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Thus adjured, but mindful of Trodger’s orders, the militiaman went down the
hall backwards, his eyes fixed on the prisoner. ’ She sniffed and swallowed. CHAPTER THE FOURTH
THE CRISIS
Part 1
We left Miss Stanley with Ann Veronica’s fancy dress in her hands and her
eyes directed to Ann Veronica’s pseudo-Turkish slippers. Why, then, did he touch it?
As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of
sweat under the cracked nether lip. Take it, I tell you. He addressed her by that title, and something in the tone disturbed
her. She hesitated about her name, and, being prompted, gave
it at last as Ann Veronica Smith, 107A, Chancery Lane. She tried not to notice how much attention Martin
Chen had been paying her, but he had been bold enough
to speak to her the other day. Her
secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of
telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a
white, fantastically white, maiden. "Amazement!" cried Wild. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom—
especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit.
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