“Odd little room,” said Ann Veronica, dimly apprehending that obtrusive sofa. "That was the lad's name," returned the stranger. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired.
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