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Part 5 She had sent her father a telegram from the East Strand post-office worded thus: | All | is | well | with | |————-|—————-|—————|—————|————-| | and | quite | safe | Veronica | ——————————————————————————- me | | and afterward she had dined a la carte upon a cutlet, and had then set herself to write an answer to Mr. It’s John. ” She replied. Then she went below. Miss Stanley threw aside a black cloak to reveal a discreet and dignified arrangement of brown silk, and then embraced Ann Veronica with warmth. Yet she never once thought of changing it. ’ Madame ventured a glance up at his face, and fluttered her lashes. She uttered a little ejaculative note of joy and rushed to the bed. "Constance—or, rather, Mrs. " "Who is he?" asked Thames impatiently. ! He’ll come a cropper one of these days, if you ask me. You have somewhere to go to in London, I hope.
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