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"I've made no distinction between you, hitherto," answered Wood; "nor shall I do so, unless I'm compelled. “Good,” he said, as he watched the colour come back to her cheeks. Take care of the old clothesman, and leave the rest to me. ‘You mean I should give myself a dressingdown? Very well. Bullding repeated, rather struck with the phrase. Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. Now, he must have folks somewhere. I might have known it. He touched a long-standing sore, and Ann Veronica found herself vainly trying to explain—the inexplicable. For your information, it was paradise there.
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