CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. It will hold aloof, a little undecided whether to pelt or not—” “That depends whether we carry ourselves as though we expected pelting,” said Ann Veronica. She crawled into her small bed, dizzy with the thoughts of him, of kissing him. Wood, in a taunting tone. "I should be sorry to proceed to extremities," continued Sheppard, again raising the pistol. Are we to see him here?" "Yes, my love.
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