The face that looked down upon Ann Veronica was full of amiable intention. \" She was never hungry for human food. ‘Take this. One cannot successfully argue with a drunken man. ” For the moment her aunt could not think of any reply to this counterstroke, and Ann Veronica followed up her advantage by a sudden inquiry about her abandoned boots. In an instant, she turned on him. And then came the vile experience of being forced and borne along the street to the police-station. Earles would permit. She might scream until her voice failed; the natives would not come to her aid; they never meddled with the affairs of the whites. "Our worthy friend was going to observe, Ma'am, that we never fail in our devotion to the fair sex," said Mr. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall.
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