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“They told me D,” said Ann Veronica. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. The picturesque scoundrel had the true gift; and Spurlock was filled with pity at the thought of such genius gone to pot. She accepted his rejoinder with a brief nod. “Too bad to keep you waiting,” Annabel exclaimed.
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