As usual, however, on the occasion of any great calamity, a crowd was scouring the streets, whose sole object was plunder. But they climbed more than he had intended because Ann Veronica proved rather a good climber, steadyheaded and plucky, rather daring, but quite willing to be cautious at his command. She had traversed perhaps three bookshelves, passed across the door that must lead to the hall, turned the corner, and was just about to reach the fireplace when she abruptly became aware that something under her fingers had felt wrong. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. She did not have the power of men.
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