The ribald demons that infested the back of Ann Veronica’s mind urged various facetious interrogations upon her, as, for example, where the witness had acquired his prose style. I only wish he was not a Papist and a Jacobite. Evidently Ah Cum's luck had held good. But he did not follow on with the thought. "She wouldn't let me go. ” “You! Why, you have been an angel to her,” he exclaimed impatiently. His progress, however, was checked by loud acclamations, announcing the arrival of the Master of the Mint and his train. She caught her breath, and her eyes were lit with a sudden terror. Slowly, he drew back his head and looked into her face. "Did you ever hear me whine?" "No," admitted McClintock "You've no objection to my dropping in again later, after your guests go?" "No.
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