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" The spinsters stared at her blankly. Gerald grinned. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. Have you anything to ask me?” Ann Veronica readjusted her mind hastily. Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. Her patience was waning fast.
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