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Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. "When in France, I heard from the Marshal that his brother had perished in London on the night of the Great Storm. ” “But is that really so?” said Ann Veronica. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. She wanted to live. I've no doubt he's as honest as either of you. It slid off flimsily. ” “Very well,” he said.

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