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"Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by some inner glory. The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me. “Nor am I going to,” she answered, smiling. “You’ve no right to badger me like this, Veronica,” he said. Wood and Thames pass him, and followed at a foot's pace behind them.
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