The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. Wood, who was standing at the edge of a raised platform, anxiously waving his hand to him. “That’s all very well when one isn’t the material experimented upon,” Ann Veronica had remarked. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child.
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