He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the
imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in
darkness. ‘Difficult, I grant you. Supper was quickly served; the oldest
bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was
tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. The Procession to Tyburn
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XXXII. “But,” he said, “you do not blame me altogether?”
She rose to her feet. I know that you are all my friends, and I know that you all have very good
advice to give me. She entered the kitchen. His eyes never
left her face. He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke
quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face.
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