The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. Your reputation for hospitality would remain under a cloud though, for tea was distinctly mentioned. " "Sir," said the chief turnkey, indignantly. He laughed suddenly, and released her. He took her there on the cold, dirty floor, his nails digging into her back, his teeth sinking into her breasts. Ann Veronica stared at his foolish, propitiatory smile, his hungry gaze, through one moment of amazement, then stepped aside and went on her way with a quickened step.
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