“I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. She fought the inclination for a while, then surrendered. “It’s either now or never,” said Ann Veronica, again ascending this stile. An uncomfortable silence followed. I am Jonathan Wild. ‘You can’t prove nothing.
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