“But who’s going to pay for the room?”
“I’ve got money,” said Ann Veronica. She lunged without warning again, and
Gosse, just catching her blade on his own, was obliged to retreat backwards up
the little stair. Let’s face it,
she hates Missy’s guts. You're luck. Ann Veronica said nothing. She did not
bother with the backpack despite its due tomorrow status. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. He has told me
sufficient of you—"
"My dear," interposed Wood, "for goodness' sake—"
"I will speak," screamed his wife, totally disregarding the interruption; "I will tell
this worthless creature what I know about her,—and what I think of her. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame?
Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his
resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform.
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