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They were properly brought up, and sat still and straight, and took the luck fate brought them as gentlewomen should. Ann Veronica became violently excited at the sight. “But—” The long inconsecutive conversation by that time was getting on her nerves. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. Quite!” He sat in the arm-chair and took tea, and consumed several of the extra cakes which she had sent out for and talked to her and expressed himself, looking very earnestly at her with his deep-set eyes, and carefully avoiding any crumbs on his mustache the while. Wood.
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