“I suppose a girl MUST be underpaid and sweated,” said Ann Veronica. You shall not take me alive. “Drive to 13, Montague Street, cabman,” she ordered. It was a long walk she had to undertake, even if she had endured no previous fatigue, but feeble as she was, it was almost more than she could accomplish. She studied the face and tried to visualize the body, clothed in the dress which had created the spinsters' astonishment. I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me. Any financial return was inconsiderable against the promise of this psychological treat.
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