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However, it would only be robbing the hangman of his dues. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. Later on—well then the time may come. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. ” Ann Veronica closed the door quite softly and stood still.
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