” “A little pit!” said Ann Veronica; “a little prison!” “It’s just as often a little refuge. The family always managed to make it home for supper, even though it was a dying custom. . “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. She ran down alleyways and between buildings, faster than an Olympian, until she could hear his voice no more. The prisoner was then thrust in by Quilt. . " "That was my doing, dearest," urged the carpenter; "I was afraid if you saw her that some such scene as this might occur. Fancy, as they say hereabouts!" What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window.
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