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” Miss Stanley rose and regarded Ann Veronica fixedly. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. " "I will yield it to no one but its mother," answered Wood. ’ ‘Dear me. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love.
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