The theme was a masquerade. " "Nor Jonathan Wild, I hope," interposed Sheppard. This formality irked her: she wanted to play a little, romp. since the beginning. This obstacle being removed, in his eagerness to proceed, he had forgotten to take his little charge with him. The deafening report froze time. She ducked behind a pile of unused drywall. Her soul was full of the sense of disaster. The quiet encounter and home-coming Ann Veronica and she had contemplated was entirely disorganized by this misadventure; there were no adequate explanations, and after they had settled things at Ann Veronica’s lodgings, they reached home in the early afternoon estranged and depressed, with headaches and the trumpet voice of the indomitable Kitty Brett still ringing in their ears.
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