For a second time Ann Veronica wanted to swear at the universe. But Darrell averted his head. ‘Now then, missie. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. She was nestled under his bedspread. Daybreak found her winding her painful way along the Harrow Road; and, in order to shorten the distance as much as possible, she took the nearest cut, and struck into the meadows on the right. "I'm glad to find I'm right. There was no response.
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