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As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. " The prison bars of circumstance, they no longer encompassed her. ” Ann Veronica looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, and decided to persist on principle. She struggled against it quite uselessly. Her fingers were bursting through her gloves, as if to get at once into touch with Ann Veronica. They had been so considerate of the earth they had touched that they barely left a footprint. When she spoke, her lips twitched. ’ Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest.
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