“The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the word; we’re litter. “Where to?” he asked, as the hansom drove up. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. Further on, there were impressions of bloody footsteps along the floor. Her recent attitude towards him was undoubtedly a pose. Gone were the old days where an old maid banged on an upright piano above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her eardrums throbbed. The party resolved itself for Ann Veronica into a game in which she manoeuvred unostentatiously and finally unsuccessfully to avoid talking alone with this gentleman. The next door neighbor's dog, chained outside, let out a single bark, but was silent as soon as she turned in that direction, instinctively afraid.
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