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Ann Veronica brought her luggage in a cab from the hotel; she tipped the hotel porter sixpence and overpaid the cabman eighteenpence, unpacked some of her books and possessions, and so made the room a little homelike, and then sat down in a by no means uncomfortable arm-chair before the fire. Sheppard, sinking backwards upon the pallet. He halted and put out a hand to stop Hilary. “Are you with us?” said the tired woman. It might as well be Melusine herself. That had shut him up for a while. “An annuity—a sum of money paid to you yearly or quarterly through my solicitors, and which you can consider as a gift from your sister.
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