But not so much a pig as that man. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a gray blurry film noir gauze of rain. She would not forgive me. He dared not go on. In a few minutes after the delivery of this note he will be in Newgate. Guiding this man of hers over the troubled sea of life had engraved these lines.
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