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Her heartbeat raced, her limbs turned to water, and it was only by a miracle and the strength of the arms that held her that she remained standing on her feet. She shook her head, almost breaking a smile. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her, echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. ” “Isn’t it. “I am. She was the High Priestess. “Dear me,” she said, “I fancy you exaggerate my fame. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. Her eyelids fluttered with recognition, and she cried out softly. One of the things that most surprised him in her was her capacity for blind obedience.
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