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This helped to restore Ann Veronica’s self-command. CHAPTER XX. "Follow me, Thames," cried Jack, dropping into the chasm. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. Epithalamy might do. ‘I ain’t done nothing wrong, I swear it. The trio finally arrived home at 3:48 in the morning, and she saw lights that indicated the awareness of some of the nosier Beck neighbors. In the north they called her Manitou, in the south, Pabothkew. She wanted his attention, but so did everyone else. She was greatly exercised by the problem of confiding in the Widgetts; they were dears, and she talked away two evenings with Constance without broaching the topic; she made some vague intimations in letters to Miss Miniver that Miss Miniver failed to mark.
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