Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down. " "I will have none till I have forced the villain's name from you!" he cried, stamping the floor with rage. " There had never been, from that fatal hour eight months gone down to this, the inclination to confess. " "Pshaw! you'd do as much for me any day, and think no more about it. It ought not to be much. Something like a snarl crossed his face, and ignoring the pistol, he moved forward, seizing her shoulders. She answered slowly.
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