Now I shall never hear it but what this evening will come pouring back over me. In the chapel she sang with an open-lunged gusto that silenced Ann Veronica altogether, and in the exercising-yard slouched round with carelessly dispersed feet. In a few seconds, the shutter flew open,—then the window,—and they were in the room. Detention was merry for the other detainees. She held her hand to the place where he had slapped her. Then with an indescribable relief her feet were on the pavement, and she was being urged along by two policemen, who were gripping her wrists in an irresistible expert manner.
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