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"You soon shall," rejoined Sheppard. “We are not the sort that goes under,” said Ann Veronica, holding her hands so that the red reflections vanished from her eyes. He understood now that it was a part of her inheritance. Arriving at the chapel, their wonder increased. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances.
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