Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror. ” She shook her fist ceilingward. I hadn’t heard of him before the trial. ‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’ Gerald flushed. Would you tell her … now?" his eyes flaming with mockery. "Speak plainly.
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