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IX. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. ‘The whole town is talking. "Could you get any of the music last night?" "Yes. “Glorious! You’re so calm, dear, and so resolute, so serene! “It’s girls like you who will show them what We are,” said Miss Miniver; “girls whose spirits have not been broken!” Ann Veronica sunned herself a little in this warmth. “Tell me,” she insisted, “why you look like that. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. ’ At last.
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