He was so seldom wrong. Ann Veronica readjusted her chin on her hand. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette.
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