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“You are so inherently gallant, John, so pure of heart. Wood's," said the latter, "since I find him at his own gate. ’ ‘Alone, miss?’ ‘Certainly alone. " "I am so," replied Thames, who had followed him closely. She could not part with dignity. ‘Wait a minute, though. "Get from under it, Jack!" vociferated Thames. Ann Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. He scratched his upper lip reflectively. She laid her hand upon his arm.
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