All through the love music of the second act, until the hunting horns of Mark break in upon the dream, Ann Veronica’s consciousness was flooded with the perception of a man close beside her, preparing some new thing to say to her, preparing, perhaps, to touch her, stretching hungry invisible tentacles about her. I think over all sorts of things. "You thank Heaven for the escape of the man who did his best to get your child's neck twisted. She moaned, having failed in her mission to find her mother and her God. “Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began. So strongly was he impressed with this idea, that grasping the iron bar with both hands, he dashed it furiously against the door, making the passage echo with the blows. It had neither succumbed to her nor wrathfully overwhelmed her.
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