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As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. " A detective. ” “I will think of it,” she repeated. Great vistas of history opened, and she and her aunt were near reverting to the primitive and passionate and entirely indecorous arboreal—were swinging from branches by the arms, and really going on quite dreadfully—when their arrival at the Palsworthys’ happily checked this play of fancy, and brought Ann Veronica back to the exigencies of the wrappered life again. And put ‘em in little books for remembrance. I’m not that sort I quite agree. We are in love. A door led to the inner room; and it was evident from the peals of merriment, and other noises, that, ever and anon, resounded from within, that this chamber was occupied by the Marquis and his friends. Now let us forget it. Blueskin will take care of the horses, and I'll go with you.
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