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“MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again. I am carrying back a hundred new books and forty new records for the piano-player. Every one turned to her in astonishment. She was nestled under his bedspread. Anna looked at her curiously, and with sinking heart. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. He had been thrilled at her attitude about the subject, which was simply not to turn others into vampires. Also she had tried him as a dragoman and as a gendarme, which seemed the most suitable of all to his severely handsome, immobile profile.
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