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" CHAPTER XVIII. Wood," observed Jackson, in a slightly-sarcastic tone. “I did not,” Anna answered. “This is MY thing,” said Ann Veronica, softly, with thoughtful eyes upon him. He did so care for you. They were his friends, and they recognized his unusual earnestness. And why, after all, should she not borrow money from Ramage? It was so true what he said; middle-class people WERE ridiculously squeamish about money. Maybe it’s his loss. " "Won't you go?" cried Jack passionately. Your fingers are even now as stiff as a schoolgirl’s.
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