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“If only I could afford another!” she thought regretfully. ’ ‘You mean imbecile, don’t you?’ Gerald said, and turned his head to share the joke with Melusine. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. “No Christmas dinner,” she said, “or anything nice! One doesn’t even know what you are doing. And when there is no longer any need to use it, why then, enough you say—and throw it away. But they were old enough to start remembering you as mother, and we cannot have that. “I don’t know,” said Ann Veronica; “I think I am. Be honest, and you will be happy.
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