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“A ballot-box, you know,” he said, “is very largely just a box. I've combed HongKong. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. She heard the rats scattering across the stone as dirt fell into the crypt. Miss Miniver said that if once she lost her faith in Tolstoy’s sincerity, nothing she felt would really matter much any more, and she appealed to Ann Veronica whether she did not feel the same; and Mr. " O'Higgins tore free the scarlet band of his perfecto, the end of which he bit off with strong white teeth, and smiled. She snapped out of her blissful state and looked at him squarely in the eyes.
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