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‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. He shrieked with agony, and clung with desperate tenacity to the roughened stones. Mobs were gathered together on the slightest possible pretext; and these tumultuous assemblages, while committing the most outrageous excesses, loudly proclaimed their hatred to the house of Hanover, and their determination to cut off the Protestant succession. He had spoken impressively, and most likely Anna, had she reappeared, would have met with a fair reception. White’s surprise as she swung easily down the room, followed by the two young men, she smiled a careless explanation at her. Scissors with which to cut her hair, just in case. Cheveney was another Paris friend, was he?” she asked.
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