Sheppard. It was red and chapped. Part 3
Ann Veronica’s father was a solicitor with a good deal of company business: a
lean, trustworthy, worried-looking, neuralgic, clean-shaven man of fifty-three,
with a hard mouth, a sharp nose, iron-gray hair, gray eyes, gold-framed glasses,
and a small, circular baldness at the crown of his head. “There is some mystery about you both,” he exclaimed, with sudden earnestness. ‘Do that again,’ he said softly, ‘and I’ll make you sorry you ever came to
England. He told some of the particulars. You are wholly in my power. The eggs were all right, but nobody in this part of the world had the least
conception of what the coffee bean was for. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was
nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to
recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical?
Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more
accurate application. She could not bear the shame of it. A pretty piece. She accomplished it with the
aid of the young fellow’s hand, and stepped down into the road, glancing up at
the house as she did so. Now he courted with “servants”
which he often killed afterward. Do not waste time in vain
regrets, but let us remove the body, that we may fulfil her last injunctions. “Had he better have a nurse? I will be responsible
for anything of that sort.
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