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The young lady with frizzled hair, whom Brendon had pointed out to her as Miss Ellicot, leaned forward from her hostess’s side. “By Jove!” she said, standing up at last, “that about finishes it, Ann Veronica!” CHAPTER THE TENTH THE SUFFRAGETTES Part 1 “There is only one way out of all this,” said Ann Veronica, sitting up in her little bed in the darkness and biting at her nails. She succumbed to cancer of the breast at age forty-three, it was slow and wasting. "Kidnapped, and sent to France by one uncle, it was my lot to fall into the hands of another,—my father's own brother, the Marshal Gaucher de Chatillon; to whom, and to the Cardinal Dubois, I owed all my good fortune. "Ah!" she screamed, seeing the uplifted weapon in Sheppard's hand, "don't hurt Thames—don't, dear Jack! If you want to kill somebody, kill me, not him. "I know the hand—ha! my friend! and I have murdered him! And my sister was thus nobly, thus illustriously wedded. For days I have been undecided as to whether I would come to you or no. This is not what I want. Nothing stronger than water has passed my lips for years. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully.
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