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Though scarcely two hours past midnight, it was perfectly light. ” “I am frightened of Sir John,” he said, “but I suggest that we risk it. “But I will! I will!” CHAPTER THE FIFTH THE FLIGHT TO LONDON Part 1 Ann Veronica had an impression that she did not sleep at all that night, and at any rate she got through an immense amount of feverish feeling and thinking. She found herself talking to Capes in an undertone of rational admission. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. You are the High Priestess of Life. As the body was borne to the house in the arms of the farming-men, Mr. “Accident! She shot me,” he muttered. "God forgive me for using such a word!" he cried, in a troubled tone; "if I hadn't yielded to my wife's silly request, this wouldn't have happened!" CHAPTER VII. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother.
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