Ann Veronica had one of her flashes of insight. All the turnkeys rose to salute the thief-taker, whose habitually-sullen countenance looked gloomier than usual. You’re all dependents—all of you. For most of a long and fluctuating night she was fairly confident that she would find work; she knew herself to be strong, intelligent, and capable by the standards of most of the girls she knew. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. “No, he wouldn’t come here of all places—just now.
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