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Ann Veronica watched her face, vaguely sympathizing with her, vaguely disliking her physical insufficiency and her convulsive movements, and the fine eyebrows were knit with a faint perplexity. It was a habit she had taken from Remenham House, but could not wear because of the colour which must draw attention. T’weren’t fitting, we knew that.
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