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” He leaned towards her. ” Ann Veronica reflected for an instant “That’s why I think I ought to come. I've been hunting for this particular job for a thousand years!" She smiled a little sadly over this fine enthusiasm; for in her wisdom she had a clear perception where it would eventually end—in the veranda chair. She exhorted Ann Veronica not to become one of “those unsexed intellectuals, neither man nor woman. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. Sir John felt hot and furious. The light was poor, so that she saw their gleaming faces dimly and indistinctly.
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