‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the
shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. “Just your Science room with the planes. ”
Part 4
It was not Ann Veronica’s fault that the night’s work should have taken upon
itself the forms of wild burlesque. First, look at this glove. He watched her constantly,
trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her
like a human cage. Now she was to be married to him and it
horrified her. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which
overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who
traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible
promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes
the aspect of virtue. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose
place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop
had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. He was never drunk in the
accepted meaning of the word; rather he walked in a kind of stupefaction. Still—you must learn for yourself.
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