” Anna was thoughtful. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. She was guided into the dock and prompted by a helpful police inspector. The man asked twelve guineas, but after a little bargaining, he came down to ten. One main avenue was for her to become a sort of salaried accessory wife or mother, to be a governess or an assistant schoolmistress, or a very high type of governess-nurse. “Yes,” said Ann Veronica, trying to think where they were, trying to get things plain again that had seemed plain enough in the quiet of the night. Ever and again Capes appealed to Ann Veronica. Sheppard, raising herself, and looking at him as if her life depended upon the answer. How she had hated it!… All these mumblings which were never explained, which carried no more sense to her brain than they would have carried to Old Morgan's swearing parrot. “I shot him. And when there is no longer any need to use it, why then, enough you say—and throw it away.
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