It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. Her fingers were bursting through her gloves, as if to get at once into touch with Ann Veronica. Her heart thudded. It was obvious that he had waited for her. It is really cheap, you know. "And now," cried Jack, leaping up, "for an achievement, compared with which all I have yet done shall be as nothing!" CHAPTER XVII. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. "Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. The thing is to get the patient on his feet. “I thank you for your advice,” she said.
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