Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick. . And at last Ann Veronica and Miss Miniver came down the dark staircase and
out into the foggy spaces of the London squares, and crossed Russell Square,
Woburn Square, Gordon Square, making an oblique route to Ann Veronica’s
lodging. So there is no escape. This man was her husband in the eyes of both God
and man. ”
Ann Veronica remained anxious to hear more of her sister’s story from her
father’s point of view, but he did not go on. "Agreed," responded the Master. They would be quite
as entertaining as the histories of Guzman D'Alfarache, Lazarillo de Tormes,
Estevanillo Gonzalez, Meriton Latroon, or any of my favourite rogues,—and far
more instructive. I thought every one had heard about it. ‘I never met a rat what wandered about the place with a lantern, I didn’t,’
grumbled the old lodgekeeper aggrievedly.
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