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I saw them both. Melusine gritted her teeth. She read voraciously, and presently, because of her aunt’s censorship, she took to smuggling any books she thought might be prohibited instead of bringing them home openly, and she went to the theatre whenever she could produce an acceptable friend to accompany her. And a time will come, Veronica, mark my words, a time will come when you will bless me for my firmness to-night. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. I will do all this not because I love you, but—because you are Anna’s sister. “Wonderful man!” said Ann Veronica, reassured, and stroking his cheek with her finger. He was now at the entrance of the chapel, and striking the door over which he had previously climbed a violent blow with the bar, it flew open.
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