The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. Speak lower. Miss Stanley walked round the garden thinking, and presently house and garden reverberated to Ann Veronica’s slamming of the front door. All at once it came to him what a fool he was to worry over this phase which was wholly suppositional. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus.
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