“You must arrest me!” she gasped, breathlessly, insisting insanely on a point already carried; “you shall!” The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from unnamable disgraces. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. The Vorsack house bore the stamp of Diane in every visible spot. The man looked closely at Anna as she crossed the footway, and as he held her skirt from the wheel he pressed something into her hand.
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