At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. ” “Of course you don’t,” said Miss Miniver, gesticulating triumphantly with her thin hand and thinner wrist, and patting Ann Veronica’s knee. " "Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. In the adjacent apartment Ann Veronica found a middle-aged woman with a tired face under the tired hat she wore, sitting at a desk opening letters while a dusky, untidy girl of eight-or nine-and-twenty hammered industriously at a typewriter.
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