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” So they went this time to the Rococo, in Germain Street, and up-stairs to a landing upon which stood a bald-headed waiter with whiskers like a French admiral and discretion beyond all limits in his manner. I am altogether a person of a disposition extremely interfering, as you have so often told me. And then suddenly—a relief. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. “You are a miracle! God spares few from the Pestilence. ” “For a little time,” she answered.

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