Ennison kicked it away with his foot. Ann Veronica stared for a moment in amazement at this dark-green object that clashed as it was put down. “Thank God,” he exclaimed. She felt a little ashamed of herself, a bit of a hypocrite. He had often read about it, and once he had incorporated it in a story, that invisible force which sent men to prison and to the gallows, when a tongue controlled would have meant liberty indefinite. And I’m off to America, and if my steamer goes to the bottom of the Atlantic I’ll thank the Lord for it.
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