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At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. “Why shouldn’t one face the facts of one’s self?” She stood up. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. Yet through these talks, these meetings and conferences, these movements and efforts, Ann Veronica, for all that she went with her friend, and at times applauded with her enthusiastically, yet went nevertheless with eyes that grew more and more puzzled, and fine eyebrows more and more disposed to knit.
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