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It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. They were suddenly thrown aside, and a man stepped out from his hiding-place. ” “It would be very kind of you,” she declared. “The first person you love, Ann Veronica, is yourself—get hold of that! The soul you have to save is Ann Veronica’s soul. It was below consciousness, elusive; so he sent out a call to his friend, defensively.
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