The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. After him! A hundred pounds to the man who takes him. She followed the landlady half way up-stairs, and called up to Ann Veronica, “May I come up? It’s me! You know—Nettie Miniver!” She appeared before Ann Veronica could clearly recall who Nettie Miniver might be. He pulled her from him to kiss her on the mouth and paused, looking into her face. ’ ‘Why should you care?’ demanded Roding, exasperated. \" She whispered back. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough.
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