Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. “You had no right—” panted Ann Veronica. “Indeed,” she said, “I would not. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. “I’m sorry Mister McCloskey! I was out seeing my boyfriend!” He stared at her concernedly. If she kept on, would she make it out of the door? Then what? He could come after her before she could reach the secret passage. Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. Then Capes’ footsteps approached. She chuckled.
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