“Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began. “But—” The long inconsecutive conversation by that time was getting on her nerves. I can remove the prisoner at any hour of the night I think fit: and I will remove him. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. She gave tongue to the most urgent of her plaints.
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