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He stood back and held her shoulders. "To me?" gasped Winifred. She seemed bursting with the desire to talk, and watching for her opportunity. “No you don’t!” said Ann Veronica, and walked out at a brisk and businesslike pace toward the house. ’ ‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and brought out his elegant pistol. “What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. “I shall never marry,” said Ann Veronica, resolutely; “I’m not the sort.
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