She told the porter to take it to the booking-office, and it was only after a disconcerting moment or so that she found she ought to have directed him to go to the cloak-room. I thought one had only to take it by the throat. “It’s no sort of good, Ann Veronica, pretending one does believe when one doesn’t. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. ’ The woman shrugged helpless shoulders, looking to her husband. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. “So, since when does a grown man have to sneak behind the Laundromat to smoke a cigarette?” She asked 115 him. I do forgive him; but he will never know now. It would have been better had he succeeded in murdering her, she thought.
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