Things hung for a moment in an awkward silence. “Muck-headed moral ass! I ought to have done anything. “You see you do not know how much of truth there is in his story. ” Ann Veronica turned her back on the Michaelmas daisies, and faced toward the house with an air of a duty completed. From midnight until morning he was now left alone. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger.
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