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Her aunt returned before the packing was done, and Ann Veronica lunched with an uneasy sense of bag and hold-all packed up-stairs and inadequately hidden from chance intruders by the valance of the bed. She is known everywhere within the radius of five hundred miles. We may meet—who can tell? But I will not be fettered, even though you would make the chains of roses. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted. ‘Eh bien, does that mean that you will do it again?’ ‘Not if I can help it,’ Gerald uttered, alarmed.
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