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Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted, and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in such garments as could be most easily slipped on. Ann Veronica sat down in the other arm-chair and darned badly for a minute or so. They were ingenious disguises of gilt paper destructively gummed, it would seem, to Ann Veronicas’ best dancing-slippers. It began in the eyes and spread to the lips: warm, embracing, even fatherly. In those revolutionary times one had to be prepared. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence.
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