Come down, I say, instantly, or I'll make you. ” She looked at him wistfully, but with some unwilling doubt in her wrinkled forehead. " Upon which, Mr. " Half an hour later she laid aside the book. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. She descended the stairs, and found herself at last in the street—alone. "No!" she cried.
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